"No, I'm looking for a..." Rufus bit his lip, thumbing through the translation app on his phone. "... a fón cúiseamh?" The three villagers exchanged confused looks and shrugged at him. The two men—one old, the other young—were dressed in woolen vests and simple breeches. The woman wore a simple pale dress and carried a basket of what appeared to actually be...
There was a soft tapping on my shoulder. At first I thought it was my wife, then I remembered it was late Monday afternoon and the tapping was coming from someone else. I rolled over; it was Varina Jefferson, wife and part owner of the Antique shop where I'd bought some furniture. She was smiling at me. "Wake up sleepy head," she whispered, "it's after 4:00...
Hi Folks, thanks to everyone who read last week's story. Thanks even more to those of you who commented on it whether positive or negative. Everyone has their own opinion and there's nothing that anyone can write that every single person will like. This story continues the weirdness I've been exploring of late so some of you purists who've been writing me le...
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Story Tags: Monstergirl, holstaur, nonhuman, femdom, cowgirl *** Logan tipped his cowboy hat back as he gazed at the rolling hills and jagged mountain range of the frontier. The light of the sunrise woke him and he took a moment to enjoy the beginning of the day. His work was hard but it allowed him these precious moments like this, not to mentioned he enj...
So every once in a while I wind up with a boyfriend; I'm not perpetually single. And we usually hit it off for a while and then either my craziness or his personality problems break us apart. So I was seeing Glenn. Tall, dark, handsome, and with a wicked streak that appealed to me at the time. (OK, most times!) Glenn did sound for the studios, so he was int...
It has been a while since Chapter One was published; it might serve the reader better if he went back and reread that first. ______________________ Oh, my God! I was waiting, hoping beyond hope that Henry would come home to me, and not spend the night with that slut. I was going to do everything I could to seduce him, to make him mine again, and then he ch...
I was 36 years old, and had been married for 10 years, when Tia moved into the house. She was my wife's niece, and had just turned 19. We had agreed to take her back with us from our summer trip in Kansas, because she wanted a chance to get out of her small hometown and go to college here in Houston. For our part, my wife and I thought it would be nice to he...
I may be repeating but it's better told often than not told at all. Some of the expert writers here, those who should know, discouraged me writing our true stories. They think fiction will sell or true stories will only make it with fiction added. I'm not here to sell anything. I am here to share our many true life adventures saved as small notes and late...
I got the phone call at around seven thirty in the even on a cold Saturday night. The call came from Cathy Higgins. I hadn't seen Cathy in five years, back when I was a freshman in high school. She told me that herself and my other friend, a girl I fell in love with many times named Anne Marie Carter were going to be dropping by sometime in the next week. T...