This is a continuation of the story. Chapter 2 was a year of change for everyone. The kinky Betty Bucher—Weather Girl became a widow. Her son, Robbie—my best friend, took a job in California after graduating from Princeton. Beautiful Carol (sister/aunt) became human (former real bitch) but still lives in Chicago. I became a civilian (Whew!!); got accepted...
Several Weeks Ago, The Flats, M. Kay Underground Lair Jane rarely cried. She couldn't remember the last time tears had run down her cheeks. She vaguely remembered she was an ugly crier. She inhaled the blanket that still had a faint trace of his scent. She needed a distraction from her emotional release. She was curvy and exposed on the bunk and her large b...
After work I did some shopping then went back to my apartment. I stripped down and spent the rest of the evening wearing nothing but a pair of leopard print satin panties I'd purchased earlier. Compared to the contents of the envelope You'd had delivered to me at work they were really pretty conservative but I felt very comfortable in them. Once again I didn...
Foreword: Geocaching, for the uninitiated, is a relatively new activity that combines high tech gadgetry with old-fashioned treasure hunting. Through the official website, one can find the GPS (global positioning system) coordinates for hidden caches in a given area. Using a GPS locater, the hunter can home in on and eventually find these caches. Generally,...
I'm warnin' you all right now, forget the spellin' and shit. Jake weren't much on book learnin', he never made it past first grade. It's his story, you can blame him for all the mistakes. LYG. ***** Me and ol' Jed, was sittin' outside the general store one day jus' mindin' ever body else's bidness. It musta been past my dinner time cause my belly was a rum...
It was about five in the afternoon on Sunday when there was a knock on Tommy Owen's door. It was light, but quick and persistent. Though he first tried to ignore it, the exhausted but conscientious Freshman at last got up from his desk, where he was going over his science notes and trying not to think about the night before, to answer it. Though he still lo...
This represents the final installment of Crossfire. I hope the story was as entertaining to read as it was to write. I would like to thank those of you who've been with it since the beginning for investing so much of your time reading my poor attempts at erotic literature, and I particularly want to thank you for your wonderful comments. It cannot be said f...
The Heart of a Woman "Dad, it's me. We're at the hospital," James stated cryptically. "Annie?" Mr. Reed inquired. He heard his son utter a strangled grunt in response. "I'm on my way, son," Mr. Reed replied before gently replacing the receiver in its cradle. The call was not entirely unexpected. There had been so many in the past that each time the phone...
Chapter 7 First thing the next morning I called Kim. She sounded groggy. "Do you know what time it is?" She croaked. "Yeah, it's time for you to get your sad little ass out of bed and go have coffee with me. No, don't argue, I'll pick you up. You got thirty minutes to get up and get ready." Kim sounded concerned, "Is everything alright?" "Yeah," I sighe...
Somebody thought that the phrase WAM on my member page referred to the 80's pop group. I thought I needed to correct this misapprehension. Here's the first part of a story on that very subject...there are further episodes awaiting, if anyone's interested... Looking back, I think it was a mistake to tell Erin about my private fantasy. We had been going out...