By Woodmanone copyright September, 2015 This is the concluding chapter in Jake Hightower's story. Please read the previous two chapters to give you an understanding of the character's actions and the story line. I bet you know the next part. Constructive comments, critiques and emails are welcome. ******************** Chapter 3 Jake pulled Via and the p...
Krista walked into the office and sat in a seat across from a man sitting at his desk. He looked completely professional from his head to his toes. He was wearing a black polo shirt with khaki pants and smart brown shoes. His hands were folded together neatly on his desk, his middle finger sported a tastefully thin gold band and he wore a golden Rolex watch...
Victoria sat at her bedroom window, her large green eyes fixed on the distant doors of the stables. Absentmindedly she twirled a strand of wavy auburn hair around her finger. At last there was movement and sitting up, she moved closer to the window, squinting to see better. Dawson was leading two horses out through the wide doorway. She watched as he expert...
I can't seem to keep away from the western stories. Maybe I was a real cowboy in another life or maybe I long for the time when a man could decide his own destiny without interference from the government or some do gooder telling me how to speak and think. Who knows? Thank for taking the time to read and comment on my work. As usual constructive critiques,...
Work was going good for Megan; she was given more responsible jobs as she became more familiar with the work. She was surprised with all the record keeping and the paper work needed for insurance payments. Cleaning and disinfecting was a constant on going job. The staff was great; she was becoming friends with all of them. Dr. Jill was a young physician, o...
I sat at the desk for hours as I replayed the images of Cheryl, my wife and mother of my 2 kids, fucking and sucking the huge cock of the male nurse. I finally pulled the file on Kendall and found out a little background on him. He was Canadian living here on a work visa. He was married, had no kids, and had been through a 12-step program for recovering nurs...
Several hours later, someone knocked at Anna's door. There was no way to check who was on the other side, so she nervously opened it. "Hello, Anna," a familiar female voice said from outside. Anna peeked further out. She couldn't help it if she was a little cautious after what had happened the last time she let someone in her room. Even if it had resulted...
Chapter 7 In Praise of Older Women A few days after my sexual exploits into adult movies; I found myself in Professor Sandra Minx office. She was my new graduate advisor. Her field of specialty was ancient civilizations. I noticed that Sandra looked good for a woman in her late forties. She wore cowboy boots; with tight pink jeans that fit her muscular leg...
Hello again Dear Reader. My apologies. I told you this piece of the story would be available months ago. Unfortunately real life intervened. Fantasy is a much more pleasant way to spend our time, don't you think? For those of you who would like to fill in the rest of the story, please read "A Bad Girl" Chapters 1 & 2. Briefly, Miss Althea Flock, schooltea...
The Original. Dear Sir.--The year 1886. The scene, a fashionable drawing-room. The time, 9 p.m. A tall, graceful woman, and a pretty girl of 18 or 19, are reading the latest fashion news. Looking at the clock. The elder of the two says, "Come, dear; It is time to dress for bed." One readily imagines the outburst of merriment with which the modern flapper...