You may want to read the previous chapters first. There will be six chapters in all. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. DG Hear Chapter 3 I was glad I went to see my sister. She was so happy to see me. I bought her some flowers and a card from the hospital store. I stayed with her for a couple of hours....
The next month passed quickly and it was 2 weeks before the end of school when it happened. My classes had finished for the day and arriving at work, no one was around. Bud was not to be seen and the house was empty. Usually Bud or Edith would give oral instructions or leave a note. The car was gone from the drive. This was out of character, but someone woul...
Jan sat in her bedroom in the middle of her bed, wearing a silk nightshirt and panties while pouring over folders and reports. It seemed things were going exceptionally well at the office, but, instead of lessening the burden, it only seemed to pile more work on. While she read, her mind kept wandering back to Jack. She'd never felt so close to anyone, yet...
The Interview It was Friday and I suppose a bit early for me to be nursing a Bloody Mary but it was hot and humid. I had just had a surprising conversation with a young woman to whom I was very attracted. Jane was an Aussie like me she had drifted into the service (foreign that is) and been around for a good many years. She was pretty in a homely way, a lit...
Paris Waterman's Just the Good Parts A collection of short, blatantly sexual excerpts from my repertoire for those of you who, shall we say, are in a hurry? Please let me know what you think so I can continue, or bring it to an end. PW * Adultery It was the act of adultery itself that left her feeling that all the esoteric and aesthetic niceties were...
This is part 2. This will make no sense without part 1! Please read it! Otherwise, enjoy! -- Ellie woke up slowly. She looked around to find out what the time was – below the TV, the clock read "09:17". It was morning. Ellie went to have a shower – the sheets were sticky enough. It was wonderfully warm and the shampoo was fresh and exotic. She treated he...
I woke up in a white room. The ceiling was white, the walls were white, hell, for all I knew the floor was white. For the next five or ten minutes I tried to figure out where I was and what was going on. For some reason I couldn't sit up, and I couldn't figure that out either. Finally, I started to figure out that I was in a bed, I had all kinds of tubes and...
[This story has no explicit sex in it. If descriptive sex is why you want to read a story, read a different story. This story is about making a difference with, by and for friends. It's just a story, until you and I make it true.] None of what happened was planned, at least not by me and certainly not by Ron. Ron turned seventy on May the twelfth last year....
{It would be advisable to read parts 1 and 2 before reading part 3 because of a recurring theme} Word spread about my good fortune; Dan figured out who my hot date was. Soon the whole squadron knew that I had spent the weekend with a prostitute. Two weeks passed, another payday. I stayed in the barracks, alone, saving my money just in case she called agai...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly's Hot Buttered Buns" ***** Greetings and salutations, my friends. I'm Paul. I noticed there's a lot of Jilnar Jardaly worshipers around here so I thought you all might like to read how she inducted me into he...