I met Tilly Shipp in High School, Morningside High. She was the prize female among all females on the campus. She was maybe five-three and not an ounce over ninety pounds. She had beautiful auburn hair, A-cup breasts, and a bubble butt. Her arms were so slim it was a wonder she was able to hold a fork to feed herself. In a word she was the prototype of the h...
THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY. -------------------------------------- The one thing an airline pilot must never do is flip his lid -- especially when he's got four of them to worry about. And even if he keeps a steady hand on the stick, will the stews keep their promises? --------------------------------------- "Hi, lady. Come in and take...
Author's Note: The next chapter is in! Sorry for the delay. I tried something new with this chapter. It's twice as long as the previous chapters and has more action, characters, interactions and story development. As always, comments and suggestions are most welcome. Stay tuned for more chapters as Bard makes his way closer to Glenhearth! Bard was in a good...
After the successful close of some business in Destin, followed by a failed attempt at relaxation, I was happy to return home to Sarasota. The intended post project vacation ended just shy of two days with a bizarre and troubling conclusion and under the circumstances I was glad to be back at work. I had left several messages for Kay James, a new acquaintan...
Jessie looked down at him sleeping by her side. In the cool, dark pre-dawn she couldn't actually see him, though she felt the warmth of his relaxed supine body seep into her. The curtains rustled as a sudden breeze, cooled by the still gently air-kissed lake outside the cabin, squeezed through the partly open window. She looked up at the source of the sound....
This story takes place in 1978, twenty years before "The Heart Shaped Pendant." It was an early October night, a warm Indian summer indulgence. I reclined on a lawn chair in my back yard with a cold lemonade next to me, basking in the southern zephyrs wearing only my shorts. It was a night to celebrate: my latest book, an adventure novel, had just made the...
First Story The Looking-Glass and the Broken Fragments The Snow Queen sat on her throne of ice, surveying all the people who toiled in service to her cold delight. She was very beautiful, but it was a frozen beauty. Her long hair was white, totally devoid of color. Her eyes were the frozen blue of lake water and her lips were a deep and vivid slas...
This will make no sense unless you read part one. This is entirely fiction. It contains no sexually explicit descriptions but does include some violence. In Part One I told of my wife's infidelity and our subsequent break up. I was off to the bank, to a realtor, to a divorce lawyer then to my parent's house. I was going to retrieve something only I knew...
Many thanks for an unbelievable degree of help from WestVACouple Who edited and made numerous suggestions to liven the tale and make it more readable and much more erotically vivid. ********************** Ellen and I were married in our sophomore year of College. We had dated throughout High School and ended up going to the same university with identical P...
Chapter 07 I awoke with a start and at first feared it had all been a dream. Then as I fully awakened I felt Beth's warm comforting mass next to me, pinning my right arm, so I relaxed before I disturbed her. I looked and saw the numbers of the digital clock, and realized I had only been asleep for about an hour. I looked down at the wonder sleeping beside m...