PART ONE I read an article a few years ago by a famous psychologist who studies the neurochemistry of "falling in love." According to his research, the whole process is much more physiological, and much less mysterious, than we normally think. He devised an experiment where he asked his subjects—pairs of men and women who had never met before—to ask each ot...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
Chapter 1 Linda Wilson was to start working for advertising agency in a suburban high-rise office building in the Clayton area of the St. Louis region. She had completed business and computer training in the community college system while working part time as a retail sales clerk. It took her three years to complete her associate's degree after graduating f...
We had just found out that Jane's parents had died in a terrible car accident while on vacation in Kauai. Jane and I were packing our bags when my phone rang. Seeing that it was Bob Malkus, Jane's parent's attorney, I answered it. After I said hello Bob said, "Tony, I am so sorry to hear about Stan and Bettina. Please accept my most heartfelt condolences for...
This is my vision of the ending to Troubador's story "How High a Price." If you haven't already read that interesting work it would help greatly to do so before reading this one. I have attempted to stay true to the character personalities as Troubador originally described them. I HAVE added events and actions that suited me and my vision of what the story s...
PROLOGUE In her dreams, the man has no face. The dark, dirty room shifts and vibrates as if an earthquake is trying to open the ground under them. Only the man is clear and unmoving. Black lines and diagrams stand out on his body, centering around his navel and running to his feet, hands and head. Where his face should be is a blank expanse of skin, slight...
CHAPTER 4: GIVE HIM AN INCH... Cori prepared for her day with Miles with a smile on her face. She was doing all this for Gerald, but she found she had truly enjoyed herself yesterday. It had been a little embarrassing at times and they had really messed with her head, sort of tricking her into things she didn't think she wanted to do. But it had been fun an...
Hi Folks, For my first story of the new year I decided to give you guys a salad. When I started writing this story I wanted to write something in line with HueDogg's comment from a few weeks back. At the same time I've been thinking about how ny stories usually end with the guy and his new woman driving off into the sunset. I usually do that for two reasons...
I met Brandi when I was going to college in California. She was born and raised in Alabama and was very conservative. We both were raised with a silver spoon in our mouth. The first time I saw Brandi, I got that instant bulge in my pants. She was five foot six, one hundred and twenty pounds, blonde hair, and blue eyes that melted you with a simple glance. Sh...
Chapter 1 November 22nd, 10:30 p.m., Savannah, GA I sat hunched over, too wired and panicked to sleep but too upset to stay fully awake. I was drifting, day dreaming, wading in it; biting hard into a naked shoulder, running my hands and nails over a glistening back, somehow both new and familiar. I didn't know whose. I heard a woman's voice, a million mil...