I'd like to apologise for the lateness of these stories, but at the moment I have exams and I'm using internet explorer, my morzilla fox has decided to abandon me. Anyway just so you know I Have the completed story on my computer and The werewolf and the halfling is a working progress, just like you I would like to see that story finished, so any feedback an...
Until this morning, it had not been a good week for Jack Palmer, Attorney at law. Increasingly urgent demands for overdue alimony from his bitch, ex-wife found their way almost daily to his small, two roomed office. One of his few clients was threatening to take her business elsewhere if he did not soon produce some results on the impending case against her...
All places and persons in this story are completely fictional, any resemblance to real persons or places is unintentional. October 18, 2014. Brookstock Theatre, Seattle, WA. "And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your ind...
I am a twenty-nine-year old stay at home mom with a two-year old daughter. My husband Glen has a good job as a roofer and is able to provide us with a comfortable lifestyle. We live in a two-story brick house in an older residential part of town. Most of our neighbors are long time residents. My name is Augusta and I come from a Portuguese background. I s...
We prepared the horses. I rode Greystone, and he rode Blackwood. We were going the long way around, through the desert and up through the canyons that would be unprotected – too dangerous to be covered by the likes of the resistance. For a long while, we were silent – focused on the ride, what was coming. We began to slow as we neared the canyons. I looked...
It took three hours of circuitous driving through the North Carolina woods before my husband, Don, would admit that we were lost. He was trying to take a short cut described to him by his moron brother Craig. At that moment I hated Craig. I hated being lost even more. Don's solution to everything was to double back, turn-around, and ask no directions which i...
The rest of our winter vacation that was not spent in bed was devoted to house hunting. We thought at first about buying one huge house big enough for the five of us and our families, but practicality reined us in finally. We decided instead for two large houses that were right next of each other on this lovely bay near Mano, and close to the nearby shopping...
All stories and all information contained in them are ©2011-2016 Hooty and all rights are reserved by the author. This story may not be reproduced in any manner, without the permission of the author. This is the second part of the story. ***** After the great night with Kelly, I had a few other girls that I helped for the next few weeks, and most of them...
I stifle a yawn as I sit through another boring meeting, not all that different than the last three I have sat through. Thankfully this was the last of the day. I yawn again when Erin leaned over to whisper in my ear, "Did you get any sleep last night?" "No," I smile in spite of myself, "Not really. I'm not complaining though." "So, got similar plans toni...
Weeks went by as Maria and James grew closer and closer together. The only problem was he still could not read her mind but only the facial expressions she would give off. He knew everything about his Italian Princess, how she loves to cook Italian food, went to Sunday mass as much as possible, involved in her school's student council, and her dreams of trav...