This story inspired by the writings of MonikerSmith and XXXecil Chapter 7 – Sister Mary Clare's first day Sister Mary Clare was at work early in the morning, she was busily writing down her new plans for the church. Her fresh perfectly cared for and prepared black and white nun's garments, perhaps a little tighter more revealing of her curved figure than n...
As I sat on my couch one evening watching that scathing documentary, "Mascara – Beauty Aid or Government Cover-up?", I noticed my dog doing what dogs do. By now, everyone has heard that old saw – "Why do dogs lick their balls? Because they CAN!". While I admired his dexterity, it led me to wonder what if..... it's amazing how many of my 'what ifs' are center...
Paul's kayak, slid down the slow brown river. He was well into the holiday, to kayak the length of the river. It had long ceased to be the lively stream leaping in stony river beds, that it had been near its source, and now it crawled across flat sparsely populated fenlands, Slow and lazy between high reeded banks, on a long sinuous progression to the sea T...
"Hey guys, just hold on to my beer would you, I've got to go pee. I'm so full I'm bursting." A gang of us had come down from the campus to O'Malley's Bar, down on Victoria Road. O'Malley's is one of those bars that caters for a wide range of customers, from us university types, the art school arty kids, and the occasional corporate suit kicking out at the e...
Chapter One - One Evening In Tokyo Yasuhiro Kato, the Japanese billionaire, was seated in the Yamazato restaurant on the fifth floor of the Okura Hotel in Akasaka eating his dinner when he first saw her. She was blonde, about twenty-five years of age and about five feet four inches tall, wearing denim pants and vest with a white knit t-shirt. She was very p...
It's been a few, guys, but it's here, chapter 6! Real life has gotten to butting it's ugly head in the way, but I should get 7 finished pretty soon. As always, comments, reviews, and critiques are always appreciated. Pop a comment in the box below, or send me an email! Chapter 6 Parker stirred, opening his eyes. He took in his surroundings. He was in a lar...
The angel stood stiffly beside the foreign bed and Light blinked her eyes again to clear her fuzzy vision. She slowly sat up and looked around the room. It was wide, with flowing white curtains and a spectacular view of the forest. There were dark oak dressers facing the window on the right side of the room and the carpet was a rich burgundy. Light let her g...
She had sent him a present a few days before. The padded envelope had surprised him when it had arrived totally unexpected. As soon as he held this object in his hands, sent to him by her, he hoped it would be addressed to him in her graceful handwriting but instead the label had been printed. Disappointed, he felt tormented by her already. Before him even s...
For Leanne's birthday, my wife Debra wanted to do a dinner party at our house for Leanne, Sheri, and Jeni. The three women were all my wife's former college roommates from two years ago when they had rented an off campus apartment together for their senior year. Perhaps I should describe these women for you so you know how lucky I was every time I visited m...
Arthur's Story Guinevere, my love, my soul mate... My absolute pain in the arse. They say behind every great man there is an even greater woman... Yup, whoever said that was obviously in his wife's bad book. I mean, I'm never out of Guinevere's bad book. She may as well be writing a fucking parts manual for one of those fancy new trebuchets. You would thi...