---------EARLY SUMMER---------- It was only mid-June, and yet my summer was progressing at a different pace and intensity than any summer I'd ever had. I had been out of school for only a week before Mrs. Russo had come to our house and hired me to do household chores for her and her husband, Mike. It has been slightly over three weeks since I began worki...
Prologue I come home from work on 8th November to find Ava crying inconsolably on our bed, a little piece of white plastic clutched in her fist. "How long have you been here?" I ask gently, taking her in my arms and kissing her loose chestnut curls. She doesn't answer so I ask again, "What time did you take the test?" "At five," Ava hiccups indistinctl...
Who in his right mind calls me on the phone at 7 a.m. on Sunday unless it's an emergency? "Hello." My greeting to whomever was calling was not exactly warm and fuzzy, but neither was it in-your-face hostile. After all, it could have been my mother. "Tom, hi. It's Kim. I'm at the airport. Did I wake you up?" I wanted to sound more civilized. Really, I did,...
*You risk much for love, but you risk more by avoiding it* Thanks to Frontma for all the editing help. * (Christmas) As I came up the walkway to our college group home Jamie came running out to jump into my arms. I was barely able to put my gifts down before she collided with me. "God, I've missed you," she said between kisses. "Jamie, I've been gone t...
Executive Privilege No. 5 – Tension and Shared Pleasure The author gratefully acknowledges the editorial assistance of WhiteWave48. These installments build on character development and a theme or plot. To enhance your personal enjoyment of this installment, the reader is encouraged to first read Executive Privilege Ch. 01 - The Arrangement. The Darcys an...
At last, I see them leaving the house; she is now alone and no doubt, logging into the computer and; expecting to see me there for our regular chats. Looking around I could see that I am totally free to enter, nobody showing any interest in a delivery guy, I mean, who cares? I go around to the back door and finding it unlocked, I quickly slip inside and make...
This story is about Mark, an experienced guy in the swinging scene and Dorothy, a soccer-mom who is a first-timer. Thanks to LarryFromSeattle for editing it. * "My name is Mark, I am 36 and by day, a foreman over a crew of welders building skyscrapers. I keep fit at the gym. I played offensive guard in high school football, so picture me a good size but...
Days Twenty-One to Twenty-Four The days began to resemble one another, each as monotonous as the one before and the one to come. Slopping-out; breakfast; shaving inspection; using the bucket; lunch; dinner; shaving; lights-out: all these punctuated by short periods of daily exercise, and long periods of lying down, dozing, rubbing, filing my nails to the qu...
Chapter Four - Over The Wire "How did you get this Intelligence. You were in his bedroom? He fucked you didn't he?" once again Steven could not control his petulance. Danielle had been summoned to present the intelligence she had gained at the Oberst's house during the dinner the previous night. Wing Commander Smyth-Waddington had been angry with her for...
Chapter 5 THE DEED NOTE: This is chapter five of eight so if you want it to make sense, it would be best to read the first four chapters before diving into this one. In this chapter, Holly willingly allows herself to be put under hypnosis knowing roughly what might happen. Her husband Rob has a plan to get a bit of revenge on the offending psychiatrist. Dr...