There is no sex in this story. DO NOT PASS GO II: Bitter and Sweet "Keep interrupting me and I'm just going to hang up, Peter. This is just a courtesy call." One,two,three-four,five-six,seveneightnineten. There wasn't time for a full ten seconds. Avoiding the sigh was impossible and I knew my ex-wife, Jessica, was enjoying this. It drove me nuts. She l...
Chapter Twenty-Four -- The Surgeon's Wife A heavy snowstorm swept over the central mountains on November 15, putting an end to travel, foraging, military drills, and just about anything else that involved extended activity outside. The Defenders congregated in the bathhouse and the kitchen, the only two buildings that were adequately heated. Isauria and Dan...
The relationship between Christie and John continues. All characters are over the age of eighteen, and consenting adults. Please, cast your votes and send me your thoughts when you're done reading. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A tongue woke me up. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, but no. That tongue was hours away, in her dorm room, probably asleep....
Chapter 31 -- Restoration ***** Vilkas and I left the next morning. The previous night had... It wasn't quite the worst night of my life, but it was close. Aela was beside herself with grief, and after she'd barely eaten dinner, I took her upstairs to the bedroom, where we cuddled together all night, barely able to share a word. She was in no state to joi...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
It was the Night Before Christmas... "Ladies and gentlemen, if I could please have your attention for a moment." the young man in the neatly pressed blue suit said as he stepped in front of the ticket counter. He had to repeat himself several times before the din of the crowd subsided enough for him to be heard. "Oh shit, this can't be good." Ilyssia Giord...
Chapter 13 - Crossing a Line ***** Aranea was living at my place. No, we were not intimate. She was simply a friend, offered to be my steward, and would offer to accompany me on the road if and when I chose to head off on another adventure. I guess I didn't really need a steward, but more importantly, it gave her a roof over her head, and I suggested she g...
I had to wash myself after our group sex session, feeling rather sweaty and sticky, considering everything I'd just done, chuckling to myself that I'd actually done it at all. Wandering through the village without clothing wasn't a problem. The villagers had long since disappeared, a nice way of saying they were all dead, and everyone else had headed to thei...
(This is an entry in the Christmas stories contest. If you enjoy the story, please vote and comment.) Santa must love me because I've never had such a young, nubile present in all my life. It was the day before Christmas and the sky hung over my house as black as cast iron. A bitter mix of snow and sleet hissed through the leafless trees in my front yard...
I turned into the driveway. The grass was showing brown spots in spite of my best efforts. Linda's flowers, always under attack by her enemy -- the snails-seemed to be holding their own. I had pleasant thought of a grand bottle of Pinot Noir saved for just such a Friday night. There was a strange car parked behind my wife's Mercedes. Walking into the house,...