Hello! I'm finally done with PART 2! This here was a hard child to bear. First of all, let me say thank you for all the nice comments and encouragements I received with PART 1. I'm always very, very glad to receive your thoughts about it, the positive and the constructive criticism too. I understand some people didn't like part 1 all that much, thought i...
Part 1. I had been aware that Kristin was a beautiful, amazing girl for a few years, but never considered even flirting with her because of my relationship with her parents. I had known Bill and Kate since college, and considered them my best friends. We were all well into our 40s now but still spent a lot of time together; eating out, seeing movies and goi...
Sometimes it just slaps you in the face. My wife Janet and I are in our thirties. On the upper end, actually. I'm thirty-nine and Janet is thirty-eight. Janet is pretty in an ordinary way. After twenty years of marriage I'll admit that climbing her bones isn't as alluring as it was when we first married. Hell, I had to check the laundry to see the size bra s...
As always, thanks to my editors, 'LadyCibelle' and 'Techsan', who make my stories a much better read. As a young man in my twenties I've always wondered why people got married. Other than my parents, most everyone I knew had been divorced. A lot of them more than once. The two most common causes for the divorces was cheating and money problems which turned...
This story is one of a continuing series of connected stories known as "Tales from the Shack." Normally these go into LW because the Shack series started here, and it is much easier for those that follow the stories to find them if I keep them all together. Even so, this one very much belongs in the LW category. This story stands on its own, though it is par...
Author's note: As with Part 1 of this story, there are a few Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, particularly music genres, bands, and a couple of local festivals, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning. I've tried to explain some as naturally as possible in the text. However, I'll briefly mention a few closely related...
Author's Notes: Thank you all so much for coming back (or for continuing along, if you weren't reading this series before the Great Plague of 2020). I know that I haven't posted a new chapter in quite some time, but most of you have been very patient and supportive. My thanks to those of you who took the time to comment or send messages of encouragement. In...
The Carpathian Mountains in autumn are cold and cruel. In addition to capricious weather, early nightfall often makes travel after dinnertime hazardous at best. The unsympathetic terrain, even at the somewhat more benign base of the mountains, can be deadly if one is unfamiliar with the jagged rocks and gnarled trees that seem to grasp and claw at the unwary...
Author's note: For readers with sensitive dispositions: this story contains bisexual contact between men. I'm not attempting to tell anyone what to do, just consider yourself warned. Dedicated to the real Bill and Mollie The key slipped into the lock and turned just like it was supposed to. As I opened the door, I thought how weird it was to just be letti...
NB: Hi everyone! This is my Valentine's Day Contest entry for this year. I'm very excited about this submission because it's my first time and I absolutely loved writing this story out. Many thanks to my ever efficient editor wildheartedangel for her efforts and contributions. If you enjoyed reading, don't forget to vote! -Artform- *** August 2010 Her...