Chapter 14 is quite different to any other in this series, and whilst best read after the earlier chapters, can also be read as a stand alone story. Harry has learned a lot and thinks he has gained a lot of knowledge about, and from the women in his life. He thinks he is in command of the situation, but perhaps readers will conclude he has more to learn than...
The Witch At Devil's Crag After the passage of several days, Orin the Young found himself deep in the woods, and aiming his bow in the direction of a nervous and skittering, but so far unsuspecting large, brown squirrel. His hunting prowess was among the worst of his skills, and already, the young man had lost all but two of his precious arrows. His attenti...
I hope you enjoy this chapter but you might wish to start from chapter 1. Please remember to vote, comment and send me some feedback. Thanks 'John' & 'Jim' for the editing! ***** Philip had a script running on his computer that identified a change in pixels from her camera and beeped if the image altered. So when Mei Chun entered her bedroom, he was aler...
A big thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for their editing of my stories making them a much better read. * Chapter 1 What to say. I was lonely and paid the price. Life was so good and my marriage was great. We had two nearly grown children and were living a rather normal life. Then, she had to go and die. God, how I miss her! Women of forty...
*****I wanted to take a moment to thank all of you that have followed this story from the beginning. It is the first story I ever written for here and it has gotten a mind of it's own. I really love hearing your feedback. Anon,public,private it doesn't matter. Good or bad as long as it is truly constructive, let me have it. I don't anticipate it will have...
We were laying there, surrounded by a mess of sheets that only a complete rebuild of the bed would fix. At the moment we were curled in each others arms admiring the sweaty looks of complete satiation, but the lethargy of that same satiation was lurking. I was looking forward to napping with her cuddled into my shoulder, but she wanted to talk. Well, I can d...
Chapter 4: Stove Tops and Turned Tables The next time Ruslan woke up he dryly remarked, even before he opened his eyes, that if he was back in his own bed back in Seattle and this all had been a dream, he would go right back to sleep. His limbs were mobile, but the cold press of the bathtub beneath him confirmed what he knew to be true. This was not just s...
Sunlight was just beginning to filter through the curtains in their bedroom. Jill stared up at Daniel as he snored softly. He had been asleep for the last hour or so, but she could not. Instead she had lain in his arms and watched him sleep. She smiled as she hummed softly, "I don't want to close my eyes, I don't want to fall asleep." Her fingers brushed h...
Mrs. Scott and I had met through the internet. We had spoken over the phone several times, chatted a bit online, and had decided to arrange a meeting. I am a professional Dom, and she had sought out my services. She was an older girl, in her mid-40s, and seemed to be having some kind of mid-life crisis. Her children were grown up, her husband having an affai...
The days lingered with little to look forward to except the nights when only my dreams are true. At four, I was labeled an orphan with no idea what it meant, but the people around me were content. My brand didn't care I was frightened. Instead I often dreamed my parents would rescue me from the monsters under my bed. Then one day, all my dreams changed. Th...