As usual, a huge shout-out to my editing team. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. Thank you for all you do, HDK. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hal, Pixel the Cat, GeorgeAnderson and Olddave1951. Thank you, gentlemen, I love you all and you did your usual awesome thing. SBrooks103x is the remaining member of my team, but for the obvious re...
This is the sequel to Love Thy Enemy, which was my first story on here. This isn't a story about sex, in case you were wondering. It's a romantic adventure story set in the Star Trek universe. That said, the story does indeed have sex in it. If you like Star Trek, I hope you like this one. :) ----------------------------------------------- Wedding Bells A...
Oh Shit! I'm going to be late again. This was my thought as I rounded the last corner leading to my apartment building. It was 3:25 and my wife Helen, had told me to be home by no later than 3:00. Her sister Tammy and her husband were joining us for our traditional Thanksgiving dinner and they were bringing Helen's nearly 90 year old mother with them. Our d...
The garage was a separate building from the house. There was about twenty feet between them with a flat rock footpath from one to the other. Inside the garage was a Lincoln Navigator and a Shelby Cobra. There was also an old Ford Woody Station Wagon that looked like it had never been driven out of the showroom. There wasn't enough space in the Cobra for thre...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my Father, Brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we h...
I'm sorry to have taken so much time to complete this interim chapter. This has been the hardest thing I have ever done, that is... to try and describe all of the various events that occurred during those terrible days that forged my new persona from the old, so many years ago. It was a thorough metamorphosis that changed me so dramatically, most people no l...
Chapter 31 -- Independence Day Dave looked next to him as he stood on the patio at the Meadows and from a few feet away got a highly contented smile from Joyce. She was wearing both parts of her patriotic bathing suit with both bra and bottom sporting a bold pattern of blue stars and red and white stripes. She was also wearing her jeweled flip-flops and had...
Hi Folks. Here's the debut of another editor. Let me know what you think about him. His name is Sir Charles5150 and he volunteered for the job. Carholi I've tried to reply to your emails at least twice but you have to send me a valid email address. I also need to warn you guys that it's October so this is the last normal story you're going to get for about a...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. My apologies! This chapter may meander even more than usual as it is part of a collection of several short 'day in the life' journal style entries which have been linked to make up Chapters 29-31 Sorry about t...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** A painter with a remarkably steady hand was writing the name Peter Jokland with a long, thin pinstriping brush. The white letters seemed to flow off the tiny brush onto the green paint below like they were meant to be there. "Can you put Jock in the middle, with little quotation...