A home should be a sanctuary, a place to find refuge from the world of business. That is what I always swore my home would be. So I bought a place in a small valley nestled between two mountains. I had done all the necessary homework, sunny over 300 days a year, mild climate, rarely below freezing, trout stream nearby, large city within 45 minutes, secluded,...
Sara A work of fiction *** Is Sara's imaginary friend real or has she, as she fears, gone mad. *** As always, the fictional (and possibly imaginary) sexual activity described is between fictional characters who are at least eighteen fictional years of age. Really, I would imagine. *** MONDAY, APRIL 2 Thinking back Sara had figured that she just had l...
Ethan stopped his car at the curb in front of Carrie's house and jumped out, excited to have another weekend to spend with her, this time without her parents getting in the way. He was halfway up the walk to the front door when he heard a familiar voice and looked up. It was Carrie's mother in her bedroom window. "Ethan," she waved again. "Hi, Mrs. Sheffie...
I was riding my bike on the beach path in Huntington Beach, on my way to my friend's 18th birthday party bonfire. The bonfire was actually in Seal Beach, one city up, so it was a solid hour long bike ride. I didn't mind though. I loved riding my bike, especially with the beautiful beach view and moist, salty wind in my hair. I was wearing my new favorite d...
Life was going pretty well for Agnessa. She had come to the United States 5 years ago from Ukraine and had successfully gotten her green card. After working at her uncle's custodial company, she was able to get a cushy job as a live-in housekeeper for a wealthy family in Delaware. Mr. Richards was the owner of a property investment company, and lived in a l...
From the instant she collapsed backwards against the inside of her front door and peeked out the curtains to make sure the cab was gone, Amber gradually felt as if her real body was slowly re-entering the shell of whatever it was she'd become over the previous hour. Surveying the darkness of her apartment, afraid to turn on a light and take a chance of seei...
When Karl and his wife Lenny arrived in Paris, they spent about ten days at a good hotel. Lenny was short for Eleonora, a family name foisted on her by her mother. Karl's family had money, so there was no need to skimp. They ate at good restaurants, visited the Louvre, went to the Folies Bergeres, in fact did all the things tourists must do in "The City of L...
As you both lay on the warm firm ground you become aware of the softness beneath you and realise that you are laying on fur. You then feel her hands reach out to stroke your face, one finger slowly and delicately tracing every contour and line of your skin, she starts at your chin and works slowly up the side of your face circling her finger on your cheek an...
The paladin Sharizon grumpily trode past the droll grey domiciles of the mountain city of Ironforge. His hard, weathered face was rigid with a forced, overtaxed patience. His unibrow was furrowed; his lips remained pursed in silent fury. His heavily nicked saronite and titansteel armor clicked and clanked as he made his way towards the armor shop. Sharizon g...
They say there is no such thing as falling out of love. All it proves is that you were never in love to begin with. Maybe that's true. But maybe it's just wordplay. The pain can be real enough, though. Alec Austin was like most men; he didn't want to really know the details. He knew he was cuckolded and it hurt, but so far that was mostly an abstract expe...