Belden and Tricia Shaw attend a charity party and contribute so much more than they could ever have imagined. All characters herein are aged eighteen years or older. ***** Glenys and Greg Hallston had become our best friends due to being in the identical situation and living next door to us. Belden, I call him Ben, was posted to interstate by his employe...
It was almost the end of my senior year of high school and I was enjoying myself the way most eighteen year-old girls do - flirting and dating boys. John and I had been going to the same church all our lives and although I'd caught him staring at my legs and boobs several times, he never showed any special interest in me. Then out of the blue John asked me t...
I enjoyed writing "The Norwegian Made Me Do It," and this is a sequel told from a different point of view. Reading that one first will help, and so will reading "Crazy Gina." But, of course, this one stands alone, too. Gina's sort of a different narrator than Shannon, that's for sure. Enjoy. * * * Shannon really, really shouldn't have told me about her...
Everywhere around him, the innocuous sounds of imminent violence. The swishing of branches slapping back into place after being displaced by human forms caused Seth to cover himself in the just budding foliage beside the heavily trod path. He had been cowering in the brush for hours evading the metallic clinking of white man's implements. Whispered words, cl...
Before I tell you about my visit to a swingers meet, I should really introduce Maggie as she was the one who instigated the whole thing. We met at one of those big convention centres where multiple conferences run simultaneously. I was attending a five day conference in the automotive sales, an area in which I have worked in for more than a few years. Maggie...
Chapter 2 Brothers in Arms Wayne looked at the six men and hesitated in walking up to the door. Lenny stood front and centre, guarding his territory, with a show of his brute strength. Wayne strained to make out the faces of the bodies and began recognizing some. "What do you want?" The words were given with disdain for his presence and he felt his reas...
I am Deep Basu, a fairly successful corporate executive and now CMD of a Swiss owned company in India. I am a happily married man with two grown up children both well settled abroad. My wife is a well educated woman, who in recent days keeps herself busy in social activities, to cope with the empty nest syndrome. We did have a very active sex life during the...
It was the first week in October. The afternoon air was pleasant. It would become quite cold, as soon as the sun set. It had been an early fall. Joan was glad to have the hot tub. Allen did not make enough money, to afford such luxuries. Lisa bought it when she moved in. They had lived on a limited budget, since they had bought the old farm on the edge of t...
Cara inhaled fresh, clean air and sighed. Ah, this is the life! Bird song filled the air, trees rustled overhead, and the rush of the river, always constant, always there, flowed in the background. "Hello little fella," she crooned to a tiny Splendid Wren prettily feathered in purple and blue. A plaintive whine pierced the idyllic surroundings. "Don't...
This story is a continuation of the saga contained within several other books of mine. The recommended reading order is: Were Wars series: Behind the Lines of the Were War, Between the Were Wars, Beyond the Were War. This tells the story of the Johnson Pack and the Gila Pack, and introduces the El Paso Pack. It focuses on Renee. Stolen Birthright. This s...