** Please read my disclaimer as part of my biography for a better understanding of this story * I stood at the bottom the path that lead its way in familiar fashion up to the front door of my house. It's straight, regular slabs of creamy coloured sandstone cut their way in a straight line through the recently laid turf that covered the rest of my postage s...
original story: Scipio continuation: RogueAlan Chapter 18: Back to Work, It's Spring Break A: Workin' For a Livin' Sharon braced her hands on the top of her station, fingertips against the base of the mirror as she let her head drop to the table top. She arched her back, stretching, and then gently tilted her hips, groaning softly at the protesting muscl...
Prologue I am ninety-nine years old and tomorrow is my birthday, so I will be a hundred years old in the morning. The big ten-0! I have all my faculties and even my own teeth! What I don't have is all the dear ones I have known in my life. My daughter Polly is now gone and her daughter Jenny too. As for her daughter, my great granddaughter Polly, she is...
Skyrim -- Cyrodiil Border After limping out of the stadium, Gozarth and Androna washed in a watering trough. The murky standing water smelled stagnant, but it rinsed off the mixture of dirt, grit, blood and gore from them. Guards stood-by keeping an eye on them tossed them a pile of old clothes to sift through. Androna's tunic had been too large, the breec...
Walking at Leisure. Chapter 1 The First Walk It had been a long 18 months. We both needed a break. To satisfy that need we booked a week in a wood lodge on the outskirts of Thornton Dale. There were another dozen lodges on the site. We chose this particular place because it was quiet, amongst stunning North Yorkshire Moors' scenery, and part of Dalby Fore...
Chapter 5 The woman who opened the door to my knock early in the afternoon on January 2 was clearly surprised to see me. "Mister Sterling," she said coldly, holding the door open two feet and no more. "What can I do for you?" "I came to ask a favor, Mrs. Palmer," I said. I'd dressed nicely, in the same outfit I'd tried to wear to church before Jeanne shot...
** Hi all, the story continues! I hope you all enjoy the second chapter. I'm having a really good time writing this, and there's another chapter planned after this to round off the series. Just a small reminder that as an aussie, I generally write in British English. Thus, the spelling of certain words may be slightly different for any US reader. I hope it...
Melanie closed her umbrella as she stepped into the back entrance of the coffee shop where she worked, placing it into the narrow can near the door where someone who worked there insisted it was a trash can and kept spitting their gum into it. Judging from the pink wad she extracted from the can last time, it was a coworker who still chewed bubblegum. She wa...
Originally Nick Scipio Story continuation RogueAlan NOTE: new readers, this should mostly stand alone, but there's lots you've missed, apologies, but I hope you find some good bits in the past chapters. I have outline through chapter 17... beyond that, i think we'll have to leave Sharon to your imaginations. As ever, I welcome an attempt to pick up any...
The past year for Cheri had been about as boring as a year could get. She couldn't even find a guy who wanted to go see SUNSET OF THE LIVING DEAD with her! "I mean," she sighed, "I thought ALL guys liked these scary flicks. Or is it just me they don't like? Maybe it's because I keep insisting that they rub my feet for me. Oh, sure, they're all ready and will...