CHAPTER 1 Late autumn snow had arrived. The riding school was closed until mid-spring so Rogan was ready to leave for his winter job splitting logs at the firewood and coal supply depot in the town as soon as Marin had arrived back from feeding hay to the horses that spent nights and stormy weather in the barn. "The kids are asleep. Have a cheerful day," R...
*Author's Note: The last time I went home to the Seattle area, I visited with the parents of my best friend who was killed in Afghanistan. His dad and I talked privately, and he really opened up to me about how their son's death affected them. Much of what he told me I used as the basis of this story. Extreme grief can sometimes lead to extremely unusual b...
Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...
"You're not packed yet?" Sadie looked up from her phone at the sound of her husband's voice. "Hey! I'm all packed except for a few things." She pointed to the dryer across from where she was sitting. "Two shirts and a skirt. I forgot to throw them in the wash last night." Her husband Will leaned against the doorframe of the laundry room, arms crossed. "Why...
(This is a long section, but we are nearing the end. There is a Chapter 5 to follow shortly that concludes our education. I appreciate your attention to the story so far.) The next few weeks are busy at the garage. My involvement with work helps to take my mind from completely dwelling on the web of relationships I find myself in. I like things simple....
[[This story (in two parts) could fit into several categories. It contains mild interracial, May-December, light femdom, anal, lesbian, and heretical action. And like much of fiction there is also death which is in no way portrayed in an erotic fashion and is not intended to be treated as such.]] * As Yusef Muhammad awoke one afternoon from uneasy napping...
"Mf." What's that? A pretty voice I don't quite recognize, off to my left...right where my elbow just went. I open my eyes, and I don't recognize where I am. Sunlight shafts in through a window above my head, illuminating laundry baskets filled with folded laundry, a sliding closet door half-open on racks of sensible girlwear--nope, this is surely not my...
Yrba's Travels, Pt.11 — Oil To The Flames by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 11 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to a...
Previously on "Come As You Are" - Four lifelong friends reunite for their ten year high school reunion -- professional chef Brenda Lattimore, celebrity video game streamer Sadie Green (nee Bedford), recently engaged ski instructor Michelle Min, and local business owner Collette Hansen. Over drinks and dinner the night before the reunion, the girls discover t...
As with most of my stories, there is very little sex. Thank you, again, you know who you are! Even when she's right she's still wrong ... for me! ***** The car sputtered, then ran okay for half of a block, then sputtered again. This went on for several minutes until it finally stopped running. I was able to coast around a corner and down a small hill. I s...