My life fell apart after Karen's death. I went in to nearly total seclusion. I met her at the State University campus in North West Ohio and fell in love with her. She was a beautiful and vivacious young woman. After dating two years, she agreed to become my wife, Mrs. Tim Larson. She would tell me that our children would have brown hair and brown eyes, like...
Although it can be read a stand-alone story. My story "Hindsight" set the scene for this story. I would suggest that story is read before this one. I thank LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement My editors, who hail from across the pond kindly pointed out a couple of things that could well confu...
"There's a man at my work looking for a place to stay and I've offered him our spare room," my mother announced, one day in the spring of 1998. "Do we have too?" I replied, in that hard done by manner of an 18 year old. "Yes we do," my mother shot back at me angrily. "We are struggling to stay here in this house and the rent will be useful. Plus the poor m...
(Tip of the cap to Rogers Waters for the title) * It was a dark and stormy night. (Well, actually it was) Certainly darker, and far more stormy that Regina Wellstone was comfortable driving in. If it had just been rain, the 38 year old CPA would have been able to make it north to her home in Sioux City with both eyes closed. When the soft pitter-pat of sl...
After our evening in the Science Building, I slept like the dead. Late on Saturday morning I awoke to consider where things were. The club had changed so much with K’s appearance that I wasn’t sure if we should keep doing stunts or progress towards an all-out orgy. I didn’t think it was likely that we could easily recreate the unique circumstances that had i...
A story about a woman who wants more than she has but finally makes a mistake that convinces her husband that what he thought was the truth, is all a lie. Edited by Lady Cibelle. From her comments, this story took a major turn for the better. * I drove most of that day and stopped at a small out of the way motel for the night. The next morning, I continue...
_________ 6 __________ I was vaguely aware of distant engine noise and Andrea's presence as she began moving around in the darkness, shaking the mattress as she did so. Suddenly, high pitched air horns ripped through the stillness of the night as several massive diesels thundered closely by, shaking Long Grey Cloud and rocking the mattress which Andrea and...
Chapter 5 Priest Telkin said, "I don't think about it the way you're describing it. If there's a serious injury, I just...heal it. The details have never really mattered. I'm either strong enough to heal someone or I'm not." "You mean the magic works even if you don't know what needs to be fixed, or how?" Treya asked. She'd gone to visit him that morning t...
The Trimmer The large park of Old Downtown was an ode to gods from an ancient time. There were beasts hungry for human flesh, men loin clothed for battle, and women with swollen sex in silks as various statues in depiction of prior events in human history. To a degree, the gods were still worshiped in certain parts of Old Downtown and protected from teenag...
I'm Mike and here I' am living upstairs in the upper flat of an old once broken down duplex once owned by my wife Stacy's grandfather. Oh, I need to correct that statement. Stacy is my ex-wife now. Let me tell you a little about this old place I live in today. It's one of those typical old Victorian style homes that have been converted into two living area...