This story keeps coming back to me. It is based on a true event that I was a minor player in many years ago. I never knew the whole story so except for the small kernel of truth that I was involved in the rest is pure speculation. Somewhat like the National Enquirer, a little fact and the rest fiction. The part I was involved in was a sad part during what wa...
I don't know how I get myself into these situations. As a new teacher, I expected that I'd get the shitty jobs around the school. One of those shitty jobs turned out to be chaperoning a herd of seniors on the school's weekend ski trip. There were four teachers in all trying to keep 45 kids in line. Well, I guess they weren't exactly kids - most of them were...
This is another true story which began while I was on vacation on Hilton Head Island a couple of years ago. (Look at Hilton Head Massage.) My sexual experiences in the past have been usually conservative and I have tried being faithful to my boyfriend. One night stands are definitely not my style, but a massage from an older black man at the hotel spa on Hil...
At the end of July Dave and Karen left for their Alaskan cruise. Lani and Ka-lee began their house-sitting work feeling right at home. Ka-lee settled in nicely. He enjoyed the freedom to roam and explore with the added bonus of playing with Gwen and Sadie. Lani enjoyed the quiet atmosphere enveloping the property. She had finished her studies at the communit...
Snooker is a highly skilled fixed table game - a little similar to pool, attracting huge money prizes all over the world except USA. It features big time on UK TV main channels. Some of the names used in this story are actual slebs "Celebrities" in the game and TV. ***** "Have you done one before Simon?" asked Hazel Irvine, as I settled into the green room...
It is a cold and blustery morning in early March as you sit at your kitchen table reading the help wanted ads in the local week end paper. Wrapped in your warmest pajamas, slippers and bathrobe you are still chilled to the bone. The furnace is out again. Thank God the girls are away for the weekend, one at an all weekend sleep over and the other on a school-...
Chapter 1. The Beginning- How it all started My husband died some years ago and I finished raising our children, and the last one left for college last year. I met this great guy and we recently got married. We decided that I would move into his house, so I sold mine and gave away all the furniture to family, friends and donated the rest. The only thing I m...
Stan Greenburg -- retired billionaire -- peered over his glasses at the fat, snaggle-toothed grandma sitting across the table. She's not as old as she looks, he thought. Probably only in her forties. She reeked of stale tobacco smoke. "What's your name?" he asked. "Marsha McCoy." "And you want to be a housekeeper?" "Yup." "This is a pretty big hous...
I think I know when it started. I had just gotten home, I got myself a glass of milk out of the fridge when I heard the noise. It sounded like someone was hurt and crying, so I set the glass down and went down the hallway. The noise was coming from my sister Sandy's room, she was home from College for a week. Thinking something was wrong I pushed the door o...
Friday 27th October 2017 As we drove across town, Daryl was making all kinds of small talk. About the school, where he coached, and how his various teams were doing. It all passed in one ear and out the other, my mind all jumbled up and confused, trying to work out whether or not Dave was likely to be home yet, and depending on the situation, how he might r...