***This is an edited version that was published 4/15/10. Story is the same just clean and tidy grammatically, and I think, a better opening. ***Thank you "tootallday" for your editing help and fun discussion on word usage. Sometimes, it's better to learn to be correct, rather than just be corrected. But other times... just change the damn letter! This is a...
Same day. I was in the library making plans for our 2-month anniversary night. Though I'd been considering it for a long time, I was still under-prepared. I had some calls to make, some research to do. The mood around me changed suddenly. A general perking up preceded Carol's entry into the lounge -- the room always changed, now, when she walked in. She fl...
We believe that we know people, we laugh and wink at friends and strangers who we see doing the nasty, but aren't we suppose to know family, 'right'? I thought so too, but that was until that summer morning when I truly found out about my family, and myself. As I look back I'm astounded at my ignorance of the world. Money was tight, the economy a shit hole,...
Having just discovered this site, I was ecstatic to find several writers who share my affection for female body hair. My infatuation goes back a long way, and I hope that you enjoy my recollections of some of the wonderful ladies who were kind enough to share their beauty with me. Please note - if you find the subject of female body hair offensive, you will...
When the plane landed Silke almost ran out, for once Bam had to hold her back. "Bambam let go! I want to see Ville! Now!" "Calm down darling, we have to pass security and stuff." "I don't want too! I need Ville!" "I know darling just a few minutes." When they finally got out, Silke ran pulling Bam with her "No bags aren't important! Let them send them o...
Sheri waited as the sound of soft shuffling slid past the broken window. She held her breath for several long, tense seconds as she stayed crouched below the windowsill. She had caught only glimpse of the thing, a hulking mass of tendrils and what might have been leaves, slowly dragging itself along the ground. In the dim, misty twilight, however, there was...
I learned about my identity when I was six years old. A boy pointed at me: "You are a JAP!" We were next to the wooden playground tower with the orange roof. The snow had have melted so that all the dirt on the surface condensed together. Another little boy with payot and a kippah looked up at me, the green snot running down his nose. I felt the burn on my c...
-The Full Moon Retreat-Episode: The First Search and Rescue Mission Chapter 11: Weathering the storm... To the reader:Thank you to those that have been following this fanciful tale. A special thank you to those that taken the time to rate it and comment. I have learned much with your feedback to guide me. So, chapter 11... We've learned that the Dawsons...
Ashley was the latest adoptee, she was more than a cook, she had been the Sous Chef at a class London restaurant, where her husband also worked. She had no desire to return, which was a boon for the Hogarth club and the residents, breakfast was superb. Ashley had turned rationed food into a gourmet delight there were so many groans of pleasure that Roger al...
"Oh my god, we're gonna crash!" a woman shrieks. White knuckled passengers tense as the plane's cabin pitches upward then noses down like a diving roller coaster. The woman's screams sound like Faye Ray in King Kong. I've flown a lot but this ancient airliner is rattling like it's held together by loose bolts. A Vietnamese flight steward stumbles down the...