I just wanted to mention my thanks for the encouraging comments. I'm glad to have the support of interested readers. ***** Victria smacked her alarm's snooze, and rolled over to find that Melody had already gotten up. The stretch of mattress was still warm, evidencing her recent departure, and Victria breathed in the lingering scent of her new help. Had sh...
I met Pam in my junior year at college. She had taken the seat next to me on the first day of Managerial Economics. As far as meetings go it was not an auspicious one. I glanced over at her when she sat down and that glance turned into a long appreciative look. She was a sexy looking ash blond, but what caught my attention were the long legs sticking out fr...
Ryan Heckler was in the middle of one of the coldest winters he had ever been in in Alaska and he had bought all the groceries he could get. It was supposed to get colder still and the after market thermometer in his car told him it was already way below the usual temperatures in these regions. Soon, he would have to park the car and drain the water in the...
Lynne awoke the next morning buried securely in Leif's arms. She felt groggy with passion. As she opened her eyes and became acclimated to her surroundings, she felt an erotic awareness she'd never felt before growing deep in the pit of her belly. Doing it the bathroom had been primitive, raw, and nasty in ways she'd only fantasized about before. She'd alw...
Prologue This is a story based on historical events and dates although the main story is fictitious. I served in Singapore and I visited Rangoon in Burma shortly after the war, and saw for myself some of the atrocities that were committed by the occupying Japanese. I was in Singapore to see the Japanese loaded on to the ships to return to Japan. One ship I...
For Jason. I am lying. I am lying to my husband, because he doesn't know I'm here, and I am lying because I am lying prone--no, supine--on this bed, this marvelous bed that has been made just for me. Geoff is lying next to me on his side, with his head resting on his curled bicep, and he's watching me. It's just about all I can do not to crawl under the b...
"EVICTED? WHAT THE FUCK?" Zach Pedigo ripped the notice off of his apartment door and stared at it with a haunted glare. He knew that he was behind a month in rent but this was harsh. How could his landlord be so unsympathetic? Wasn't it against the law to evict someone until three months without payment gave them the right to push someone out? Aggravated h...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When Steve, a painter and decorator from Melbourne Australia does some painting work at his father-in-law's magnificent house, things don't exactly go smoothly. Steve's wife Vicki's family is complicated, and the result is that Vicki has a much younger 18-year-old half-sister named Olivia, who is a complete spoiled brat, shallow a...
1969 The Summer of My Life I was doing lunch dishes as I watched him make the long walk up my drive, the dust billowing from under his shoes with every step. It reminded me of when I was a girl and Uncle Clarence would let me take the reins as we rode the hay wagon. I would be mesmerized as I watched their hooves hit the ground, a puff of dust flew each tim...
I'm entering this in the 2019 Valentine's Day contest; I hope you enjoy it. In the grand scheme of my stories, it happens sometime after the events in "Lucas and the Library Girl," though as with most of my stories this one stands alone. Make sure you read all the great Valentine's entries and vote on your favorites! * * * I came volcanically, my teeth cl...