Chapter 2: Sherry's Story This is Part 2 of the Cabin story. You will not need to read Part 1 to follow this story line but it might fill you in on the rest of the story, so to speak, if you do. * My husband, Greg, and I had come up to our lakefront cottage in Northern Ontario. It was near the end of the summer and the boys didn't want to come along and t...
Susan Swansong's blue eyes twinkled with sorrow and apology as she locked gazes with Hans. Her hand already rested lightly on his cheek, but it slowly dropped away from his face as she backed towards the door. Her hand fell away when she surpassed her reach and it was as if that physical connection was all that gave her the courage to bear the sight of his s...
I have had many interesting relationships over the years but none that compares with those of last year. In February, I met a woman who was an investor in a business scheme that I was investigating as a radio talk-show host. She was attractive and looked to be an easy mark for a con artist. I spoke with her and within a few days she had canceled out on her b...
My girlfriend and I are playing poker with the neighbors. We have been playing poker with them for over a month now, 3-4 nights a week at least. We lose most of them time and we gamble real money. We are in the whole a few thousand dollars by now. Instead of gambling with money now, we decide to change it to strip poker. We are hooked on the game, but we re...
* First, I wanted to say thank you to all the people who read my work and comment on it. It helps me grow as a writer to know what people like and don't like. Secondly, This is the first part of what could be an on-going story. If it gets as much love as some of my other stories (ie. Comments) I will continue to write. Again, thank you to all the readers. *...
June Cleaver? My story starts off in much the same way as many, I suppose. A friend called me at work one afternoon to ask if we could meet for coffee. There was something he needed to talk to me about. Paul Jameson and I had been friends from high school. Although we weren't best buddies, we always got along well, and had socialized a lot over the years. H...
My wife and I both decided that we were long overdue for a weekend away, together. We hadn't been alone since our last daughter was born. So we both decided it was time and just did it. Julie's my beautiful wife of six years. I love her and can never seem to get enough of her, as you'll soon see why. She's twenty-nine years old and stands 5'8" tall. Her ha...
Brandon walked down the pathway to his dormitory, his head hung low. He had just been through a 3 hour lecture on Shakespeare and at this moment he was trying to figure out why he choose English to be his major. He walked into the main foyer and stared at the mailboxes that lined one side of the wall. He stood there motionless, part of him wanted to check hi...
My wife Lisa is a horny slut—well, not really. She just likes to imagine she is. In her real world she is a prim and proper schoolteacher and a busy mother of three healthy, happy children. But when we are alone . . . ahh, a whole different personality emerges, and I am the very fortunate beneficiary of that personality change. It's not, mind you, that she s...
This is a side story to the Inkwell series. Enjoy. Janet passed excitedly. Crystalia would awaken soon. He was an ancient mythical plant from the higher realm. A place she herself had just learned of. Estephan the new tattoo shop owner down the mall was the guardian of Earth or something like that. He would introduce mortals to mythic beings to join with as...