© Sir Will 2005 Lisa looked around her at the big dimly lit room. The dark bookcases, the pictures that hung from one wall, the heavy velvet curtains pulled tightly shut and all but deadening the sound of the heavy rain which fell outside. How had she got herself into this bizarre situation. Oh how she now wished she had listened to her friends, to her husb...
The snowflakes drifted down through the trees like tiny gifts from heaven. I held my face up to catch some on my tongue. "Excuse me," a voice called out. Immediately I crouched down, frozen in shock. Just a moment ago, the forest had seemed so deserted. It had that muffled, soundless quality that only a snowstorm can bring. But now, somehow, my sanctuary w...
[Author's Note: Hey, I'm back and I've made this chapter juicier. I'm sorry for the long wait bur I'm not a particularly fast writer. Please bear with me. Ciao XOXO] * Denise woke up the first time to banging. She figured it was someone up for a midnight snack. It didn't occur to her that no one would be angrily banging things to make a sandwich but she w...
The business was finally going well enough to be left in the care of the staff. It had been a hard slog for three years but my wife Katrina and I finally had the chance to spend some time together doing the things we enjoyed. There hadn't been much time for long leisurely sex and no real time for exercise except for fitness sessions at the gym. I hated the...
[This book is the story of a young woman Joanna, age 34 and an older man, John, age 45. Joanna is a young lady recently divorced after a sexually oppressive marriage of twelve years. From choices she made while growing up, she never had the chance to fully explore, enjoy and find the woman inside of her. This story tells of her desires and fears of moving f...
Chapter 28 - Preparations I called in sick again on Monday and didn't answer any phone calls so I wouldn't have to talk to Thad. I spent the day taking care of some personal business and ended the day at the country club. As I was leaving the club, I spotted Tredwell's car in the parking lot. "I need to talk to that pecker wad," I thought. I was about to...
Here's Chapter 2 (finally!). If I had been this bad at estimating schedules when I was a freelance tech writer, I'd be living under a highway bridge in Plaquemines Parish, Louisiana. But once again, my characters gave me the one-finger salute and did what they damn well pleased. So mea culpa, y'all, mea maxima culpa. I promise to try to do better. Ivan powe...
This is a fictional account. Beth Carr found herself walking home on the last day of school her senior year. She was between boyfriends and did not own wheels of her own. The bus, as a graduating senior, would have been to degrading to ride. As she walked, she thought about her life. She was graduating from West Little Rock High School in two days but witho...
Ever since the day Nilrem was born he had never seen or experienced a single instance of magic in his entire life, which was odd, because the world he lived in was allegedly filled with it. His small mountain village of Morningwoods once had a wizard, an alchemist, and a sorceress who had all been fairly powerful in their day, but when little Nilrem was born...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...