Author's Note: I apologize for the long delay. I'd like to thank the readers who urged the story to continue. A special thanks goes out to Pokey for helping me complete it. This story has a slow build up over many chapters. Please read previous chapters in order to follow the plot. * Jason's dad talked to his mom about the arguments they have been having....
Dave Brennan told anyone who would listen that he was the luckiest man alive to have married his wife, Kim. There was more then a little truth in his statement, but not for the reasons that you might imagine. Dave is a big teddy bear of a man who devotes himself to his wife. He never gets riled, and has been a wonderful provider all these years from the inco...
And that was when she gave me a look that electrified me. It was a look of discovery, surprise and decision all rolled into one, and I didn’t know whether it was all over between us or whether we were just beginning . . . . Sarah and I had been going out for just over a month when it happened. We’d met at a bar when she was there with a group of other women...
I guess I should have known. Everything with Rachel was far too easy; the way we met, the way we hit it off, the way I ended up back at her apartment on our first date. I should have known it was all a set up. This all happened in my third year of college. Me and Rachel hadn't really spoken much; partly because I was quite shy around women and partly beca...
This is a fan fiction based off of the Night Of The Demons horror movie trilogy. I realize that not a lot of people have heard of these movies so I have included a picture of the villainess, Angela, at the end of the story. .............................. It sounded like the dumbest, most unoriginal frat challenge I had ever heard: A night in a haunted hous...
Paul Jean-Francois stood in front of the mirror, and checked out his reflection. At the age of twenty, he stood six feet two inches tall, a bit rugged, with dark brown skin and short black hair framing a round, animated face. Ever since he came to America from the Caribbean island of Haiti where he was born, he'd been getting checked out by men and women lef...
Some background. I am Suman, my husband is Raman. We are a couple in our 40's. If you want more information about us, I encourage you to please read my other stories. After our first swap, we had not had any outings for a long time. We were limited to reliving our experience while waiting for another opportunity. For my birthday, Raman planned a visit to K...
Close your eyes and listen to these sounds. The instant coffee granules fall off the spoon and swish into the coffee mug. The teaspoon clinks against the china. The fridge opens with that characteristic sucking as the magnetic rubber seal is broken open. The milk carton scrapes against the plastic as it is withdrawn from the fridge door shelf. The electric k...
The wonderful thing about long lasting friendships is that they often create strange, but very interesting combinations of people. In a small group of friends, who have known each other for years, where the need to hide uncomfortable truths or embarrassing facts should no longer be present, where the need to impress and excel at things should no longer be...
It had started with a story, published on the 'net. Jen had read my efforts and sent me an e-mail, at the website. One thing had led to another and soon we had exchanged stories and a picture of ourselves. Gradually, we had become friends and then virtual lovers. Although we had yet to meet, I had seen her wearing nothing more than a wide smile and I knew sh...