Chapter 1. A New Life The dark room at the end of the corridor in the old house in Oxfordshire had a new occupant. For many years it temporarily housed the occasional maid or nanny, none of whom remained in the position for more than a few months. The room's newest occupant didn't have even the degree of choice that these other girls, poor though they may h...
Every story I write starts with a real woman in my life. Then it drifts into fiction and fantasy. Bottom line, none of this stuff ever happened, but go ahead and believe whatever you want. Hope you enjoy. Scotty ***** "Mister Scott, you have a minute? All the swimmers are gone, it's 10:15 and we're all wrapping up our shift." The lifeguard poked her hea...
This is a fictional story with fictional characters that utilizes many real world locations. While some of the stories shared here are based on encounters I have had or stories that I have heard about most are utter fabrications and the story should be taken as such. * It was apparent at once that the group was founded by fellow nerd such as him. The flier...
Chapter 8 Jacques closed the door to Room 403, and immediately took Jen into his arms. Jen guiltily thought of her fiancée Michael. It was his birthday, but instead of celebrating with him, she was about to give herself to another man. But those thoughts were all but forgotten as Jacques pressed his lips against hers, as he eagerly probed her mouth with his...
Edmund stood in the great anteroom of his, no their London home. Amid the deep red plastered walls and mahogany furniture, he seemed to be part of the decoration. A statue of a naked young man, with a morose look on his face. Yet the statue could move, and the statue held an envelope in his hands. Edmund willed himself to move, to look at the envelope again....
I should have been pissed but I wasn't. I should have wanted to kill the bastard, but I didn't. I should have wanted to do a lot of things, but I found out that I just didn't care enough so I let things be. Well, that wasn't completely true. There was still a small kernel of need to get some sort of revenge and I knew I would eventually. +++++++ Marie and...
"Love ain't nothin' but trouble." – Foghat "Hit it, Willie!" Sam Lewis told his lead guitarist, Willie Sloane, one of the most talented members of their Foghat cover band, The Drivin' Wheels. Willie couldn't focus, however, at least not very well, so his bit in the jam session just didn't sound right from the outset. Sam looked a little annoyed, as did J...
This is an evolving story of Sara's sensual investigations. Please find some time to review the first phases of her story. The delay of nearly a year cannot be excused but I hope the many readers will enjoy the re-start of Sara's adventure. Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. The story covers the changes that Sara...
V The Paladin * * * * Father, I will have to assume my invitation to the graduation and ascension ceremony was lost along the way and hope that this letter reaches you. I suspect that the clerics at the Cloister forbade our letters from leaving the grounds lest we be distracted and they did not tell us of such, but that may have also been shoddy courier...
Chapter 5: Meeting Henrietta and the trip home The next day was Thursday. Brian took us for a tour of the property next door. He first took us to the antique shop that also served as the office. "This room and the smaller bedroom were once filled with teddy bears," he said, as we stood in what had been the living room of the small house. "We lived here whe...