Writer's note: We've taken a few liberties, but this is our true story. We are forever grateful for all the assistance from meathead96, who so kindly edited this piece. * At that moment you could have knocked me over with a feather. Out of nowhere and moments after we had finished making love my wife of 30 years asked me if I still had a fantasy of her sle...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism, good and bad; it helps me to improve my...
The Red Moon's Power First I would like to say hi to all who read this. So, Hi! I'm Duzzel and there are two things you should know about me before we get started. 1. This is my first time posting any of my stories online so I'm bound to make stupid mistakes. (in my case, MANY stupid mistakes) And 2. I am absolutely horrible with grammar and spelling. (...
My thanks go to Techscan and LadyCibelle for their kind assistance with the editing of this story and correcting the usual clangers that keep my critics so happily amused. But I'm sure you'll find something you don't like in the story somewhere. I would like to point out that my editors do not necessarily agree with my interpretation of the characters or t...
I had decided to make the three-hour drive to see my wife. She had gone to visit her sister on Monday and it was now Thursday. She had called me Wednesday and told me she would not be home on Thursday as planned. Her niece was ill and she was helping her sister care for her. I thought it would be a nice surprise if I just showed up Thursday evening. I made a...
The next morning I awoke to find myself alone in bed, carefully covered to keep me warm, with the remains of the wig I had been wearing the night before placed on one of the corner posts of the bed. The plastic hairs that we had cut and mangled were cleanly swept up into a pile. I inched my way to the edge of the bed, and climbed out into the chilly mornin...
Some of you might have heard of me by now. Hell, all of you probably know who I am but I don't know how many of you read the first part of my story. You see, I'm locked up here in the Woman's Penitentiary and the only way I have to get my story out is through my cellmate. She has a small cassette recorder that I use and she somehow gets the tape out of here...
Feedback is wanted. * My wife, Viv, and I were lucky enough to inherit a small country house from an uncle of mine to whom I was his only living relative. I knew nothing of the property so I when I went down to Eastbourne (the nearest big town) to sort out the paperwork I took some time to check it out. It was a quaint little country cottage with secluded...
Sunday was a blur. Noella peeked out from underneath the doona sometime after noon, Harji's "Terminator" seemingly having done it's damage, aided by numerous glasses of champagne that Josh expertly poured for her, ensuring her glass was constantly full. Great sex also played it's part in sapping her body of all it's energy. She shook her head. Fuck! That wa...
**All characters depicted are over 18** It's so hard to believe it's been 18 years, Dr. Roberts thought as he gazed down at the framed photograph in his hands. It seems like only yesterday that they were just children. The photograph in the older man's hands depicted a younger version of himself, his brown hair without a hint of gray, holding two identical...