The next morning I woke up alone in bed. Someone was in the shower and I could smell coffee brewing. Moments later Bill came out of the shower. And Pam walked into the room holding a cup of what I hoped was coffee and asked. "Breakfast in here or down stairs?" I answered in a short clip tone. "Coffee here breakfasts down stairs." I didn't mean to be short...
Deftly backing the trailer into the spot where the guard said to, I climb down from the tractor, unlatch the fifth wheel, disconnect the air and electrical lines, and lower the landing gear. "Damn," I mutter, looking at the darkening sky, "I hope it doesn't start to rain!" Climbing back in the cab, I pick up the satellite unit I use to communicate with the c...
Authors Note: This story is pure fiction and/or fantasy. We all have dreams, and this is just one of them from my warped mind while I was trying to clean my hands after working on the lawnmower. * Chapter 1 Getting out of Dodge It's strange how sometimes the worst kind of crap that falls on you can turn into an opportunity for something that you might th...
Copyright PennameWombat January 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actu...
Copyright© 2007 by Stultus Thanks to my Editors Fuzzywuzzy, Dragonsweb and several advance readers who prefer to remain anonymous Synopsis: A struggling journeyman musician finds musical success but fails at winning the romantic acceptance of the troubled young lady songbird he loves, but cannot seem to have. A romantic drama of unrequited love . Sex cont...
*Disclaimer: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Candy Broussard used her long fiberglass cane as she tapped down the trail. "Paul wants you; he's down by the pond," Cindy had said. Paul, Cindy and Pam had used the old bobcat to dig out the earth, then Paul used the rocks they ferreted out of the moun...
The telephone directions led me to a nice, gated condo complex in the upscale village of La Jolla, a beach community adjoining San Diego. Another phone call at the entrance yielded the gate entry code, her condo number and more directions. I drove into the complex, past the clubhouse and pool, along narrow, winding roads shaded by the abundant trees. It was...
Thomas and Denise Watkins made an unusual couple. They were both well educated and in good shape for 35 and 33 respectively. They both had good professional jobs and made a good living. What set them apart from most people was that they had never dated anyone else but each other. He had been a senior in high school and she was a sophomore when they first wen...
This is meant to be my own idea of humorous fiction. All beings involved are at least 18 years of age. No villagers were hurt in the making of this story. I apologize right now to anyone who finds blasphemous my attempts at humanizing the deity. I hope you enjoy this tale. All comments are welcome, and votes are appreciated. Thanks for reading me. ***** Cu...
Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...