Copyright© 2009 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to my proofreaders LadyCibelle, and my friend SH, for attempting to sort out all of my co ... foul-ups! But I must remind the reader that I still retain my annoying habit (Well I would be surprised if I doesn't get right up their noses, after all the effort they put in on my behalf!) of fiddling w...
Chapter One of Six Location: New York City, United States - November 3, 1938. The European Continent had plunged into another war. Just days after British Prime Minister, Neville Chamberlain, came home in triumph from Germany with a signed treaty and spoke his famous "I believe it is peace for our time." It was a worthless promise from Adolf Hitler. It w...
This is my nude day submission. Probably a little controversial, but my stories are known for that. This one will let the emotions out, you have been told. As always, a big thank you goes out to my editors, 'LadyCibelle' and 'Techsan' who are responsible for making my stories a better read. * Wow! Zoea and I have been married for five years. It seems like...
Hope you enjoy this latest chapter. This one was easier to write, because I've been thinking about these sections for a while. Just wasn't exactly sure where to fit some of these pieces in. I've had one section rattling around in my head for weeks. And yes, before you gnash teeth, I'm already working on the next chapter! My dear lovely partner is frothing fo...
There were no real people harmed in the writing of this story and it is not a collection of my experiences in any way except in understanding the emotions involved. I am going to leave anonymous commenting open for now but will probably delete those comments that are not constructive and adding to any fruitful discussion. ***** Sometimes you just have to w...
**Fear moves nations, but kindness moves hearts** (This is pretty much character conversation with some 'comforting' near the end; just warning you.) * Joe had picked us up and we were driving home. For the longest time no one spoke. Joe was never one to be gregarious with strangers, I was fucking tired and bleeding, and ... I don't know why Melinda held...
Author's Note: As noted in Parts 1 and 2, this is a romance and a work of fiction. I encourage you to read those chapters first before reading this one. This part picks up about thirty years after the events of those chapters. Because of what happens, there's just a little sex in this chapter (and all such characters participating are well over the age of...
The script hit the desk with a thump and her long sigh fell over the front page. Lacey read the title over and over, rubbing her temples, wondering who to call first, husband or agent. She didn't want to look weak, not now, not for anybody. Every page—and she had read them all—every page had LACEY CHABERT printed across in red ink. It had been exhilarating...
Horse CondomEdited by Thegreat_pretender "So, how long have you two been married?" Keyhole asked as she cut her pancake stack down the middle. "Well, about five years now, hehe, right babe?" Della asked in between shoving pancakes in her mouth. "Yeah, about five years," Willy agreed, taking a bite of her pancakes. "Oh, that's nice! You all seem to get al...
Thursday morning I got dressed with teasing Monty on my brain. I chose a lime green halter top that showed the natural curves of my breasts and would give him a nice front and side view. I was still determined not to go anywhere with his flaunting, but I enjoy giving men pleasure visually.... it turns me on, it turned me on so much that I couldn't help but p...