This was my first "real" attempt at writing a romantic caper story with a sexy leading man and plucky heroine. I was 20 at the time. * * * * * * * * * For Sabrina Thomas, the day started out like any other. She awoke to the sound of music that came from the alarm clock on her nightstand. She opened her eyes and watched as the sunlight filtered through the...
Dear Robert, I have a problem, and that problem is your pants. I'm not going to lie, getting to hang out with a bunch of men in tight pants who honed their muscles swinging swords was nearly as big a draw for me joining our renaissance recreation group as the chance to camp and show off my archery skills. After three years, not every pair of comely buns tu...
*** The names have been changed to protect the innocence... uh... the privacy of the participants. Enjoy! *** My best friend came to visit Friday night. He sported a wool cape. It was short and fastened with silvery brooches. The color was that of green maple leaves in mid-summer. Black leather gloves, the kind you see in the Renaissance Fair, covered his l...
The gentle autumn rain continued to fall and showed no sign of letting up. Megan and Glen casually strode from the deserted battle field past the shops on their trek to the entrance to the park. It was 8:30 and dark but much of the area was fortunately still lit up enough to see where everyone was going. The grounds were by now almost completely empty except...
Chapter 4. I meet Rachel. Brian brought Rachel over to the house that Friday, the day after he watched Crystal and I making love out in the Florida room in the hot tub and on the couch next to it. I guess he was feeling a little frustrated after watching the show with Crystal without a female around for the perfect sort of happy ending. It was the first ti...
[Author's note: This is the first chapter in the "My Renaissance" series and sets things up for future chapters.] Chapter 1: Two days (and Brian scores) It was the worst of times, yet it became the best of times. My name is Joe and I want to tell you about the time shortly after my divorce from my wife Lisa in 2006. It was the worst of times because th...
London, August 1789: A mild night descended upon the square as the carriages rounded the block and deposited the well-dressed members of the court at the front of Westminster. Three sisters of marriageable age wearing bustles of varying blue shades moved quickly toward the west wing of the palace. As they passed through the crowded room filled with party-go...
We are Chuck and Lorraine, a recently single 33-year-old woman and a 61-year-old man who found the love and desire of our lives. The Renaissance is a multi-part story we've been writing together as lovers... * ...She gasped involuntarily and instinctively clamped her legs together tightly before separating them enough for him to begin toying with the bottl...
We are Chuck and Lorraine, a recently single 33-year-old woman and a 61-year-old man who found the love and desire of our lives. The Renaissance is a story we've been writing together as lovers... * The Renaissance, Part 2 Chuck immediately returned to his room. He shut the door behind him, his hands trembling. "What the fuck just happened?," he asked h...
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