Author's Note: This is a story about an older man helping out a 30 something homeless woman and her young son, abandoned by her husband. A sexual relationship develops between the 30 something woman and the older man. Enjoy. * I'm driving around town doing miscellaneous chores when I see that homeless woman and her son again. They are huddled along the wa...
I was sitting at a table in one of the many restaurants on this ship, looking at Sydney Harbour as the ship slowly moved towards the open sea. I was reflecting on the rush I had to travel one thousand kilometres from Melbourne to Sydney in time for the midday departure of this cruise. First, the rush by taxi to the Greyhound Terminal for the overnight bus to...
Jimmy Dawkins lay down on his bed wearing the biggest smile anyone had ever worn. He had just come home from making love to the woman of his dreams, and as he tried to drift off to sleep he found her memory to exciting to release from his mind. Her name was Elisa Patterson, and she was the wife of the veterinarian that Jimmy worked for. He had worked as thei...
Note: While I borrow certain elements from other worlds (DnD, WoW, Elder Scrolls, and others), I generally create everything else from scratch, as I'm quite imaginative. I'll start going into more than just humans now, we're quite boring when it comes to fantasy stuff, aren't we? We're always the 'all around' and 'jack of all trades' type. In any case, hope...
It felt like days had passed since Mr. Hughes, Dr. Trainor, and Samir had left after she'd been examined. Apparently, she was healing rather well, and with any luck, the doctor had told her, she would be able to be up and about in just a few more days. It wasn't her incision keeping her down, he'd assured her, it was the hypotension that she was affected by...
Enjoying her discomfort, Michael began to look through the Wal-Mart bags to find a thong, her shampoo and conditioner, soap and other bathroom things she might need to take a shower, he sat these on the table. Next he looked in the bag from Madame's and grabbed the cream colored top that he had picked out, these went on the table too. Lastly he looked throug...
Lauren had just received a text message from Rainer saying that he was under attack from angels. She remained calm like she always was. It would be rather odd for her to make a loud outburst during the middle of sixth period creative writing class. She was not known for even talking in the first place. But she had to leave immediately to help Rainer, could t...
I was doing a final sound check while Ann was busy sorting out some lingerie from the big box next to the catwalk. It was one o' clock in the afternoon and we were anxiously preparing for the arrival of the models. We had set up the dress rehearsal for eight o' clock that evening. "You'll have to tell me who the new model is; I have to sort these out accord...
Micheal Scott McKinley sat on his bunk absently reading a seven year old wrinkled and dusty copy of a dated National Geographic from the prison library. An article about a failed attempt by several mountaineers to scale Mount Everest had vaguely caught his eye. Being an adrenaline junkie his whole life, McKinley had sill not gotten use to the stale, monoto...
I love the feedback the good and the bad. I understand the comments about more focus on Marcello and Rain. However, Jazz and Connor are an intricate part of their story. This story is a spin off story for Marcello off of Smooth Jazz. That being said, Connor and Jazz are a big piece of their lives and I think their scenes are relevant to the overall story. Ov...