"Well, that's unusual," Susan purred, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. "Our own powerhouse paralegal, all quiet and demure during the sound-off meeting? Now that just doesn't make sense." Grabbing both sides of my chair, Susan eased her obnoxious face into view. Personal space had never been her strong suit. Why god? Why? I asked the heav...
Author's Notes: Special Thanks to jpz007ahren and tentaclesforever for their uplifting comments. (Sorry mate, no tentacles for you in this novel. Maybe I'll name an octopus after your namesake or something). Same goes for the other reviews too. As for the speed of chapter releases, I don't think I can go any faster; at least for now. You may have noticed...
For my readers, This story is bound to have errors as I typed it word for word on my phone. If you can look past I'm sure you'll find a decent story. Thank you all for giving me motivation to continue to write. Thanks again and enjoy! All characters are at least 18 years of age. Glen ***** 17709, or Glen for short, woke up with a chill as he had for th...
I taught Communications in a large, state university for 25 years and my wife taught in the School of Nursing for 20. A couple of years ago we retired in our 50's with comfortable pensions. Upon retiring, we moved to a community that was occupied, for the most part, with folks, many retired and most about our age, close enough to the university that I can...
Hey all! Here is the next exciting chapter of Home for Horny Monsters! New to the series? You are going to want to start at chapter one. The cast of characters is huge and the mysteries of the house are many. Returning reader? Welcome back, I'm excited for you to see where the story goes next! Thank you so much for sticking with this tale, I truly couldn't...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - For the longest time, shy and square Scotty has had an unrequited crush on his pretty friend Heather. Unfortunately for Scotty, Heather sees Scotty as just that - a friend. Her boyfriend is Johnny, Scotty's older brother, a jerk who thinks he is way funnier than he actually is and whose ego has run out of control since becoming a...
(This is an entry in the Christmas stories contest. If you enjoy the story, please vote and comment.) Santa must love me because I've never had such a young, nubile present in all my life. It was the day before Christmas and the sky hung over my house as black as cast iron. A bitter mix of snow and sleet hissed through the leafless trees in my front yard...
We have a good night of sleep; Alem-Tsehay is getting easier at night, and taking care of her when she wakes up for a pee goes quickly and without any problems. Well-rested, we wake up the next morning. My nakedness reminds me of last night; it fills me with a feeling of shame, remembering how much I let myself go last night. Chris seems to have a whole dif...
Samantha cut into yet another pumpkin as Bette Midler started singing "I've Put A Spell On You". At 28 she was probably too old for either Halloween or children's movies but that didn't stop her joyfully shaking her shoulders as the witches from "Hocus Pocus" sang full pelt. She shimmied around her kitchen as she deftly carved the Jack O' Lantern, scooping...
Characters in this story are fictional. Events described did not occur. Chapter One My name is Ethan. As of late, I had been living and working in a suburb of Portland, Oregon, as a software technician for a small PC service shop. I had started about six months earlier. A couple times a week, I walked down the block from the shop, either before the start...