Chapter Thirty Both girls were exhausted from the experience and journey to Sicily and back. Amanda rolled onto her side and looked at herself in the closet door mirror. "I wonder if we run into Carlo walking down the street, if he'll know us, or is he just a character in a book manufactured somehow by the library?" she said aloud. Sylvia moved behind her...
[Thanks to Willow for inspiration.] "Mrs Rupnar, can you come out back for a second? "I'm sorry, I just needed to say this so nobody else would overhear. I'm afraid your card has been declined. "Insufficient funds". Have you any other means of payment... cash, cheque? "I see. Obviously, we have a problem here. You're a good customer of ours, and we wouldn...
"Is that Rick actually mowing his own lawn?" I asked Joe, my closest neighbor. It was Saturday afternoon, and we'd just returned from playing golf. "Yep," said Joe. "This last month he's been doing lots of chores." "Unbelievable," I replied, opening my trunk so he could get his clubs. "That guy won't even bring his trash cans back from the curb. He makes...
Note: this is an illustrated story with photos from a modeling session which took place specifically to complement this text. The photos are included with express permission of the model. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mother's Day Gift It was 90 degrees outside, and even warmer inside the truck cab. "Fuck!" K...
The Ship was elegant in its design. Sleek and birdlike, she glided through space like water moving over ice. The long supine, neck like section that formed the main body glistened in the stellar light as the Ship moved through space. The two wings of the Ship that curve back along the length of the body housed the fifth generation StarJump engines that power...
I love being me. I don't think that anyone has as much fun as me. I don't think anyone can do what I do, which is why I have so much fun. So what can I do you ask? Well, let's just say that I have the wonderful ability to morph any and all parts of my body anytime I want. So what do I do? Well, I use this ability for the best reason possible...sex. I can c...
Wayne had Roxanne cornered in the booth. He was right in her face interrogating her. "You know Roxanne, if I ever thought that you were playing me, I'm not quite sure how I would react." Wayne threw a picture down on the table, "I do know one thing though, and the Ramirez brothers don't cotton to being played." "Are you playing me Bitch?" Roxanne knew not t...
A story about a woman who wants more than she has and 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 sat in the cab of the flatbed truck I was driving, looking through the window at the small trailer a few hundre...
I was sitting at my desk in our den when my wife, Reba, drove into our driveway. She had been shopping, and I had been working on writing a story. I heard her come in the carport door, and opening cabinets as she put away the groceries. Then I heard glasses clink as she poured us some wine. In a couple of minutes I smelled her perfume as she came up behind m...
Author's note: I had trouble figuring out how to end Part One: Reconciliation, BTB, or kill the victim? I chose the latter but later I had an idea for a sequel. Here it is. You will probably need to read Shame, Shame, Shame first. As always, hope you enjoy. ***** Sheila lay in her bed crying. The guilt of causing her husband Kurt to commit suicide made the...