One of the Western riders, Lana Turnbull asked Ralph could she could transfer to English seat and compete in novice equitation over fences. She was asked why and said because Kate John was driving her too hard. Jane was told the transfer would be approved subject to Jane receiving Kate's agreement. If Kate refused and Jane couldn't accept that she'd have t...
The house was easy to find, on a lonely road a mile out of town. The perimeter of the large three-story colonial was bathed in halogen-blue security light. No other houses for a quarter mile and a good five miles from Emory University, which seemed strange for a frat-house. The stylish logo was outlined in neon above the large oak front door. "Omega Theta De...
BACKGROUND: It all began in the winter of 2005 when the very first photographs of the Sandman became available to International Police. Prior to his photographs he was believed to be a fragile and aging man of oriental descent but the recent photographs proved that intelligence to be false. He was a ruggedly handsome man probably in his mid forties, with pi...
Author's note -- Sorry about the delay. My family's computer went down for a while causing them to use my own computer. Thus I could not use it while I was at work, which is when I do most of my writing. Having said that, enjoy. The Case of the Pesky Cherry is solved in this installment. Vote high and vote often. Thank you for your consideration. This is c...
These stories are based upon the fantasies of two real people. Please read the intro for part one of this series to better understand the protagonists. Chapter 2: The Commercial We had just arrived when Elizabeth received a text on her cell phone. Reading it, she pursed her lips and exhaled through her nose in exasperation. "What is it?" I asked, already...
In keeping with the historic theme of the guest house, the bathroom had no shower. Only a huge claw-foot bathtub. I hadn't had a bath since I was maybe four years old, but I was going to have to take one now. I figured out the drain, hoped that filling the tub halfway was about right, and fiddled with the spigots until the temperature seemed sort of warm, b...
Dear Faithful Readers - Let's start the New Year with a many parts story of love and adventure in the great Northwest. Follow Mickey and his women friends as they discover hard work and hard play! ***** Don't Use Jargon - Part 1 - Mickey has a degree but no job Chapter 1 - Caitlin I was newly graduated from the University of Oregon with a B.A. in English...
Chapter 1 "So, Jack, is it? Jack Benton, I believe," I heard behind me. "Yeah, I wondered how that would be taken, and who would be quickest to respond to me. So, who are you and ... what do you represent? The Vatican? The LDS? The JWs? The Baptists? The IFCA? The Seventh-Day Adventists? Who?" I demanded to know now. "None of the above. I don't represent...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part...
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive criticism as always is welcome in the comments, others will be dealt with in the usual manner. *** Things had worked out surprisingly well, with the h...