"Well, we're leaving Dad." I glanced back over my recliner to see my nineteen year old daughter Julie and her two friends heading for the front door behind me. I turned the volume down on the television. "You guys aren't going to wait for Sarah?" I asked her puzzled. Julie threw her hands up. "We've been waiting for an hour now. She knew what time we wer...
If you could put this at the top, in italics, that would be great: This is a submission for the Valentine's 2010 contest, and is categorized under erotic couplings. It would be great if you could rate my story after reading, and comments are always read and appreciated! Thanks! * Riley grumbled to herself as she walked down the street. The icy sidewalk...
A remote village seething with sexual goings on Saturday Not another misty grey spring morning Kelly Brook thought, throwing back the bedroom curtains of her parents pretty, rented cottage in the New Forest. On the edge of a highly sought after, by townies, village with good commuting by road or rail, a manor, one convenience store, a post office owned by...
Please note this story does not reach climax like all my other stories do. This story is about the adoration and sexuality of the female form. It was a typical New York gallery opening. The din of humanity clashed and echoed against the hard white surfaces and the art jumped off the walls in a Munch silent scream. I had been in and out of the New York ar...
"Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends." (2 Corinthians 13:7-8) "Mommy, tev me another story!" Alicia demanded, pulling her blanket up to her chin, and fixing her mother with her large, expressive eyes. "But I've told you so many already!" her mother exclaimed, tucking back a strand of hair from...
Suffolk, England Winter, 1486 The dawn was rising red over land, covering the vast farm land in a rosy hue. The fields had been covered early this year with a frost that killed any remaining crops and all that was left now was barren landscape, just miles of dirt that was waiting for spring to be tended to. One person was out this cold morning, a man who wa...
I was 25 years old when I arrived in town. Moving halfway across the country was a big step for me, but I was young and single, so I had the flexibility to do it. On top of that, I grew up a pastor's kid, so moving around and adjusting to new people wasn't that big of a deal. I was following in my dad's footsteps, having moved here to become a youth pastor a...
Chapter Five - Cruella DeVille The slim genteel lady was dressed in a navy blue stewardesses uniform. Her form-fitting jacket had gold piping along the lapels and cuffs and a pair of gold wings clipped to her right breast. Her shapely legs were clad in gossamer black stockings and her feet shod in four-inch black patent leather high heels. She had perfectly...
Part 2 - the girls go fishing "Shall we meet this Saturday." "Yeah. At the place we always used to meet." A quick agreement for a rendezvous, made during the week. The time and place agreed. It was not exactly an uncommon occurrence waiting for Siobhan. Danielle swung her bare legs as she sat on the old wooden bench in the shade of the tree just as she h...
I couldn't believe how stupid this was. I mean, it was one thing to make us write a paper on native languages and cultures, but to make us drive together to this stupid Indian reservation? At least we could roam free in the Indian village once we arrived. We had to walk three miles from the nearest town just to get to the damn camp! It wasn't so bad, though:...