As tradition, my wife Emily began bugging me about attending her annual Christmas Party. Working for an advertising agency, her company always had some type of weird non-traditional theme. For example, last year the firm had a Christmas Vacation theme where everyone was wearing beach attire and drinking margarita cider. As usual, my wife told me that this pa...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 90). This story...
Quinlan had been a guardian angel for nearly a century. During that time, he had only had one task on earth::: saving a small child who had been kidnapped by a deranged man. Luckily, everything had turned out well, and the little girl had been returned to her relieved mother without a scratch. Sadly however, not all divine tasks turned out to have a happy en...
A COMET FOR TWELFTH NIGHT Another slice of life at St. Dunstan's; for background, please consult the previous episodes Second in a flock of four. Feedback welcome. * "Tell me, Vicar, was the Star of Bethlehem a comet?" It was a balmy fall day, and appropriate to have a bit of St. Martin's summer on Martinmas. The choir boys hadn't been very interested in...
Author's note: I apologize for taking so long to get this story to you. As a college student (approaching graduation!), life tends to get in the way of leisurely writing. Please bear with me. I am working fastidiously on chapter 5. * "And so the young master returns." Gerard started, looking over his shoulder at Henry. He had just returned home and was bu...
Twang, cupid let fly an arrow and smiled smugly as he saw it pierce Sally's heart. "Right on target," he muttered complacently. Twang, another arrow that struck, this time in the heart of Leon. "Gotcha," Cupid gloated as he flew away, "as easy as falling off a cloud." It was a pity he didn't wait to see the results of his archery. * * * * * * * * "Ouc...
March 16 Dear Diary, OK, I've decided. In honor of my first St. Patrick's Day since turning 21, I'm finally going to do it. It's time to live the fantasy, rather than just, well, fantasizing. I can't tell anyone what I'm thinking of doing - I'd be too embarrassed - but maybe if I write out my plan in detail here in my diary, I'll have the courage to follow...
Chapter 39 – Tracy in a plane crash The TV announcer was talking at a rapid rate. Several of the others in the room stopped what they were doing to look at the screen because of the panic in the announcer's voice. " ... the plane had just taken off from St. Louis' Lambert Field. According to local sources, a microburst from a nearby thunderstorm may have...
Note: This is in continuation of the Indian Shy wife 2. Again it's a slow build but this is many times more adventurous than the 2nd part. * After few minutes I saw Angela coming to the front and behind her my wife, the moment I saw her full body, I got electric shock. My hard on was back and my imagination was travelling at light speed. She was standing...
Author's note: This chapter is full of plot development (a little reward for those of you who have been patiently waiting), and hopefully you find it as entertaining to read as it was for me to write. * "I want you to pack your things tonight, Gerard. It is time for us to go home." Mrs. St. Claire was standing in the doorway of Gerard's room, looking som...