"I really did used to like the holidays," grumbled Ralph Persons Junior as he rubbed the same spot on his head that he'd whacked several times in a row on the same slanted ceiling beam. It was the first weekend in December and he was crawling around the attic looking for boxes of holiday decorations that his mother wanted hauled downstairs and put up the day...
Rebecca may not be old in years, but she has formed some definite ideas about life. Men, she is convinced, are all simpletons. Some may be kind, some less so: some may even be clever simpletons: but they all keep their brains between their legs. As such they are all cash cows – to be milked, both metaphorically and literally. Women are slightly more complic...
Authors note: Hello everyone. I hope you have been enjoying this series of the Tables. Thank you once again to David and Kate for being my second set of eyes. Enjoy! ~ellie. ***** Dressed in a plain linen shift dress, Olivia clutched Genesis' hand as she walked into the large imposing building of the Australian Federal Police, labelled with the initials A...
Valentine's Day 2011 Entry. Please enjoy Reading, Voting, and Commenting. I hope it leaves you satisfied! ;) Thank you!!! * Each year around February 14th either found me feeling giddy with romantic notions or bitter with disillusionment. This year was a mixture of the two. A long, drawn out divorce had finally come to an end. I was free woman again! Gone...
The only point of contention between the Wolf and the Shepard is which one of them will get to eat the Lamb. ************** As I limped into the Blarney Saloon, the noise level dropped with everyone craning their necks to look at me. Then turning away, putting their heads together, whispering. While sneaking uncertain glances in my direction. I'd be gues...
Butter on Cream - Michael, a recently single, slightly bitter, handsome Asian man, decides to indulge himself with an anonymous fling with a White woman, which he has never experienced before, as a birthday treat to himself. Lisa, a somewhat pretty, recent single herself, willingly submits to the seduction by Michael as a way to reassure herself that she is...
"Come on," Lisa prodded. "Do me a favor. I really need your help here." "Yeah, I was kidding," Sarah reassured her. "Of course I'll help you out. Go do what you need to do and I'll take care of Mike's place." The three of them, along with several hundred of their closest friends, worked together – IT software. Mike and Lisa were assigned to the same proj...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 3 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. PLANNING FOR THE WEEKEND The next four days until the Halloween...
There is nothing but sand for miles around. Scattered about the sand dunes are lone cacti, some so tall they look like hands reaching for the heavens. With a quick whack of his machete he takes a limb of a cactus off, picking it up carefully and draining what little precious water it has in it, into his rawhide water sack. He pulls out all the thorns and beg...
[Note: This is a continuation of the story commencing with Double Vision 1 in which the main characters are introduced and described. The chapters are meant to be read in numerical order.] As Halloween approached, my gorgeous girlfriend Daniella informed me that we would be attending an erotic costume ball and that her identical twin Darolyn and her submiss...