The engines of the airlines jets screamed and Richard Hart felt that sick feeling in his stomach as United Flight 793 begins it lumbering initiation toward take off. The heaviness of the forward momentum pressed him back into his seat and as on each of the several fights he took each year he remembered that the two most dangerous elements of fight were the f...
I finished the first part of this story where I did because that was where I wanted it all to end, but feedback from readers and reality told me that it simply couldn't end there. There had to be permanent closure. There are several incidents mention in this part of the story that are of historic importance. These are not figments of my imagination, they ar...
The next day after the children had been packed off to school and the husbands to work she went round to Neetas. They sat having a cup of coffee and discussed the previous days events. Mary had thought that she might have felt differently in the morning but as soon as she awoke the excitement came flooding back and she wondered how things would progress. T...
The other girls were already chatting and gossiping by the time they entered the locker room. Most of them were bleached blonde, expensively clothed upperclasswomen who failed to so much as notice Mamta Amani as she filed in after them. Mamta wondered again if this was the wrong sport for her. She had swam at her old school, but her old school had been a who...
Time passed quickly and the kids grew like weeds. Our development continued to grow. We liquidated all of the real estate holdings except Islands Estates and Palm Coast. Marie stayed on at Islands Estates and started to teach Caroline to read and write. She applied for permission to school the children at home and soon Caroline was writing her own name and...
*Sex is a game of the mind; the body follows along* (This is as much a story of seduction as it is of control) (The genesis of this story was the comment that someone was curious about the relationship between Cassidy and Lindsay; something I had not given much thought. To SweetGasps; I owe partial credit for this creation and I hope they like it.) (Cassi...
A week after a day of sex with the American Gloria van de Walter at Bondi in Sydney, Nath (Jonathon) and former lover Pru, who also worked at the hotel, met for their regular weekly lunch. Later over coffee Pru stretched planted a leg on Nath's lap and he stroked that lower leg. She asked if she could speak to him personally and he said fire away. "My fri...
The funny thing about time is the way it affects the memory, distorts it. I have memories that are only vague recollections. I see them in my mind's eye only in black and white, like a Saturday afternoon matinee on BBC2. Yet all this is fresh in my mind, burned on my soul forever. Ask my peers, and they might give you a different version. Do I care that my m...
I entered the third store of the afternoon in search of what seemed to be such a simple thing, a thermometer. My nephew needed one for a science project he was working on and it had to be the classic mercury filled kind. But all the stores seemed to carry anymore were the digital readout kind, with a range from only 90 to 110, or outdoor ones made for measur...
Chapter 19 Success and Failure Floyd greeted Frank bright and early, as usual. He brought in the complimentary coffee. Frank took a sip from the steaming cup. "The first sip is always the best," Frank said with relish and drank some more. "Not too strong?" Floyd asked. "You know better than to ask that, Floyd." "I'd bet you've got a lot of hair on your...