Chloe was tired: tired and lonely. She had been ten weeks away from home, and driven over ten thousand solo miles, every inch of it on the wrong side of the road. It was just when you thought you were used to it, to driving on the right for god's sake, that your guard dropped and you made some idiotic mistake that could kill you. She hadn't let her guard dow...
The next afternoon we were sitting out again on the deck, and I was starting to wonder how we would handle our second day of orgiastic pleasure. Lenny had talked Arlene into wearing the cut-offs again, and had succeeded in having her go topless. She insisted on having her blouse nearby "in case anyone comes by" which Lenny said was near impossible, due to...
For everyone who has followed this story so far you have my thanks, and I am extremely grateful for the feedback. There were some very valid complaints about chapter four. I wrote the first three chapters so that they could stand on their own if need be. I was not sure how my writing would be received and there's nothing I hate more than having a series left...
[Note: By Lifting Winds Forgot and The Ceremony of Innocence precede this tale. If you've not read these two this story will make no sense at all.] +++ Time, Like A River: The Voyage From Driftwood III Part I: They called for the harp – but our blood they shall spill Byron, By the Waters of Babylon – from The Hebrew Melodies ◊◊χ...
Thank you for reading my series, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.' If you haven't read Chapters 1-16, please do so before reading this chapter. The series is written as a serial novel, that is, each chapter builds on the previous chapter with each chapter playing a significant role in telling the story of 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie'. I want to apologize for taking...
"How long have you traveled to be here?" The princess asked quietly as she forced eye contact with Tarquin. Her face was still flushed, but she'd obviously regained some of her composure. "A month, give or take a day," Tarquin answered easily. He immediately found himself respecting the woman, and he knew how preposterous his request had been. He wondered...
"I have news," said Debbie. I'd just come through the front door to find her standing in the foyer of our small apartment. She was 29 with dark hair, girl-next-door beauty and a smile that was usually ready. On that summer evening, her smile was not ready. Had it been another day I would have given her the bouquet of long-stemmed roses at the door, but...
Authors Note: All characters in this story are over the age of 18! This is the prequal to the girl scout leader series. Enjoy! * "Stupid, stupid, stupid. That's what I am....Just plain stupid." I said to myself as I stood naked, waist deep in the cold water holding the green bar of soap. "Um. You wouldn't mind turning around, would you?" I asked the woma...
Not really anything to mention this time, but doing it anyway since I am evil and underhanded that way. There is a new addition, got a breezer now, it is a Dodge Brothers Roadster, convertible in case you missed that part. I have no idea if a roadster is always a convertible for then so I simply said roadster. I don't know mostly because I didn't look that...
As if the rumble wasn't distracting enough, the hot wind began to intrude on her thoughts as well. An endless ocean of sand flew by on the right as her nose braved the continuous assault of blighted streams, wheat fields, cattle herds, caravans along the road, and smelling worst of all, the natives in the outer coaches. It'd been days since they'd begun trav...