Faith is belief in the unbelievable....the more unbelievable something is....the stronger Faith needs to be. Lucy Holt had Faith; it was the only thing in her life that she did have in abundance. She was as God-fearing as anyone in Caleb County, a county renowned for its fear of the Almighty. She prayed every evening at the supper table with her parents, Se...
Chapter 6 - Cooking with Jennifer It was starting to become a familiar pattern for Jennifer and she was not sure she liked it. What she liked even less was that she was not sure about not liking it. The pattern of course was the fact that every midnight she was getting her brains fucked out by someone or make that something. Then she would sleep until near...
The "crunch, crunch, crunch" of the Reverend's heels echoed in the dark lot. He did nothing to soften his footsteps. Jessica shivered in his arms. He held her tightly and felt her naked flesh curled tightly around him. An innocence and purity emanated from her, and though they had just left the scene of horrific ordeal, he imagined himself carrying a kitten...
This is a work of fiction. All characters and incidents portrayed and names within are fictitious and any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental. All places mentioned are only used to provide a framework, not to imply anything in this story actually occurred in those places. Although everyone is a fiction of our i...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Edna Pritchette waddled into the kitchen where her mother was nursing one month old Jack Junior and poured herself a cup of coffee from the metal pot that was on the gas stove. "Doctor says too much that coffee ain't good for you," her m...
By late winter, nearly spring, my belly was getting big. I wasn't yet 6 months along, but on my petite frame, there wasn't much room for the baby to hide. After the holidays, when my baby bump first started to show, the Reverend gave a sermon in front of the congregation on the prodigal son that segued into a story about my unwed pregnancy that touched on fo...
This is another one of my light hearted looks at life in small town Texas. As you read this story, imagine most of the characters speaking with a country accent, and some may not be the sharpest pencil in the desk drawer. They mean well, and good usually wins out. ***** I was sitting on the couch watching midget wrasslin when Mildred walked in from the bed...
Prologue: An Inferno in the Night: They burn, everything is burning. The once proud building is engulfed in flames, a celebration to creation reduced to cinder and ash. Screams clutter the night air, those I once called my sisters writhe in field of flames. One jumps through a window, likely choosing to meet her end by the fall rather than the fire. Her en...
"And you are absolutely sure?" I queried as Rev Peasbody assured me that the young woman in his care was still pure. "Indeed My Lord," he affirmed, "And of age sir, five guineas sir I believe is the agreed fee." "I don't doubt your word for a moment sir but how can you be sure?" I asked. "Regular inspections My Lord," he assured me, "It would be unseemly...
Ricky was silent at breakfast the next morning, obviously upset by what was happening to his family. Neither Matt nor Mary said much, either. Neither of them was sure what to say, and both of them were afraid they'd say the wrong thing and make Ricky even more upset. After they finished eating, the boys got ready to leave for school. Matt told Mary he'd sto...