This is just a short piece I made up while suffering from writer's block so enjoy. I may add another chapter or two later on if I come up with anything. - Being someone's best friend can be tough. Sure you have deep bonds, lots of memories, and a free pass to eat any food in their fridge. Good food, mind you, like pizza or honey buns. But it could be rea...
Author's note: Thank you for sticking with Ellie's story all the way to here. Ruth and Tom are vital in the story too, and I love who they are as characters, but Ellie's the core of this story for me. You reading this hopefully means you care about what happens to her, and if you do, then that means I'm doing something right :) So please, comment on this...
It was time to move on... I will be graduating today, 4 years after moving in with Ruth, and tomorrow, I will be moving out to start my life as a grown up. I already found a job in my home town, and rented a small apartment near the new office place. Ruth came with me and my parents to the graduation event. My parents liked her a lot. For them, it was lik...
"Let's start with the fishing boat," I said. Sue Ann got up and walked over to it. "First, look at how it's tied up," she said. "You tie up to prevent the boat from floating away and to keep it from being hurt. That's what the fenders are for. I had Rob tie these to your dock. You'll need to watch when you dock elsewhere to be sure there are fenders or some...
Thank you Vixen Too for editing the story. There's very little sex in this story, so if that's what you're looking for, go read another story. This story is more understandable after you read the first part, Will You Marry Me? I wish that I could tell this story better and I wish that sometimes stories would come true. Bert looked over at Ruth, snuggling up...
Ruth knew it was wrong, but she was forty two next week, and she wanted to do something daring and secret before she was too old to pull it off. The particular thing she wanted to do was seduce her son in-law, Simon, who she knew found her attractive but because he was married to her daughter, Kate, had to satisfy himself with admiring Ruth's well toned body...
The next morning, Wednesday, started with everyone getting up, dressed to go to work, and leaving for their various jobs. Sue Ann, Ruth and I were finally left alone as Sue Ann didn't start work until 10 a.m. Ruth was wearing one of my tee shirts that let her breasts show through the fabric and nothing else. Sue Ann had put on her shorts and company shirt a...
Lesley's alarm went off at stupid o'clock on the Monday morning. She had a quick shower, got dressed then made us both a quick cup of tea and sat on the bed next to me while she drank hers. "I'll see you on Friday then?" she said, as if looking for some kind of reassurance that I wanted to see her again. "Make sure you bring a pair of jeans and a jacket i...
Ruth arrived home from work that Friday, the ninth, at 6:35 and after checking her three messages—mother, office, mother—she grabbed a cold Yuengling and spread her mail out on the kitchen counter and started sifting through it. It had been a long miserable day at the end of a long miserable week. Michael left for the conference on Monday and was supposed...
When I woke an hour later, Ruth was still deeply asleep, so I eased out of bed and dressed quietly. Downstairs I let myself out and got in my rental car for a little shopping. Some time later I let myself back into the townhouse carrying a brown paper bag. Tiptoeing into her bedroom, I added the fifth volume of Ruth's journal to the bag. I woke Ruth and we...