I had indulged in a lot of soul searching over the events of the last few months. The confusing issues that now confronted me concerning our recent uncharacteristic sexually liberated behaviour had left my mind in a sort of quandary. Growing up as a lad in London, being one of five kids with three sisters, my attitude towards the opposite sex had always been...
Richard waited while Darlene got a warm cloth so she could clean her come from his face before he went home. This was part of a ritual they had developed in recent weeks. She would clean him up and give him a blow job to finally send him on his way. As he waited he tried to recall all that had happened to him since he took on the job of helping the district...
Please read the previous chapters before continuing. I welcome and appreciate any constructive comments, critiques, and/or emails you might care to send my way. ******************** Chapter Six "You boys are driving Astor Manor cattle and I don't think you bought them," he yelled. "Throw down your guns, then tell the other two to do likewise and we won...
Hello everyone. Here is Chapter Five of Choices. I certainly hope you enjoyed the previous chapters. Thank you for continuing to read this story. Thanks to my friend Jim for simply being there and offering to listen and help when I call. Also for beta reading for me. It is self-edited, so any mistakes are my own. But please don't let any errors you may f...
I had to smile. In a way, my life had come full circle. I could remember thinking how empty my dating/sex life was the morning before I met David Knowles when I was only barely eighteen. Over the course of the next two years and eighteen days I had: ended my 42 hour career as a prostitute, met and fell in love with a man 45 years my senior, and been swept in...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Author's Note: This is my fifth semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso" "El Paso City " and "Faleena." The third had stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The fourth invitational was based on any Co...
A few days later, Eva started her period. For once she was happy for it. Finally Morgan would leave her alone for a few days and that would give her the opportunity she had been waiting for: to make her escape. Her heart clenched at the thought of leaving, but she had made up her mind. This was something that she had to do. Escape and join the rebels in thei...
#03: Rudyard Kipling, Kim Kim lay under the banyan tree with closed eyes. His thoughts swirled in his mind. "Kim ... Kim .... Kim ... who is Kim?" Kimball O'Hara, son of a deceased regimental sergeant. Kim of the Punjab, whose native mother died in his youth, leaving him to live as he could. Kim the quick-witted, who knew how to beg a little rice and a bit...
It was midafternoon by the time Kara and Miri left Miri's home, bound for the city's one public library. The day was bright and warm. As they moved closer to the city's center, the sounds of horsecarts and market criers grew while the birdsong and insect droning faded. The two passed the time revisiting old memories and catching each other up on developments...