Thank you all for your comments and votes of the previous chapters; in all seriousness, they keep me going even when I find this parts of this story to be a complete slog! For your viewing pleasure... a little extra shot of Rowan and Luke to get you through the week. I have thoroughly enjoyed writing this chapter and I do hope that you all find something to...
Chapter 5: Pastor Ronnie Joe THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST EVENTS, ALTHOUGH NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR LEGAL ACTION. * * * * * Painful though it w...
I want to thank Wolf Vixen for continual help in catching all the little things I miss and all her feedback. Most of you will like this story because the under dog finally gets his due without becoming an asshole. So sit back with a cold one and be prepared to be entertained. * I sat in the restaurant and watched the two of them coming towards me. On a s...
When she finally decided to accept the invitation of her co-workers to join them for an overnight trip to New Orleans, Melanie Hayes never dreamed that she'd fall in love that weekend, much less to a man she literally met on the street. But love has a funny way of striking at the oddest times when you least expect it. Truthfully, even though she was stil...
Act VI: No Peeking "I'm running late," she tells me when I see her next. "I still need to change." She's wearing workout clothes again -- loose sweatshorts, and an abbreviated t-shirt that shows off her chest, as well as her bellybutton when her arm goes up to run a hand through her hair. Her stomach is invitingly toned, as taut as a rope under load. I can...
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone for all the great feedback and suggestions. It's been fantastic hearing from you. The overwhelming consensus I received was to continue the story . . . and so here is chapter 5. I hope you enjoy it . . . * "Oh, I should really buy this," Sister Monica said, picking up a jar of boysenberry jam from the wooden shelf. "Siste...
I didn't think that I quite understood what I had just heard. My face must have been quite red and Brittany admittedly blushed as well, realizing that she had just said. My lovely, nerdy young tenant and neighbor (her husband and she leased a home from me) had just propositioned me in a way I couldn't quite forget. "So, let me get past the shock phase and...
Readers: please be advised that the characters and detail of homes etc in these stories are purely fictional. If there actually is a house with 2 red barns on Amaranthe Road, it is purely coincidental, and Diane will not greet you at that door. ***** After abundant small talk and further confirmation of the reasons why Jason had requested this extended sta...
Just before his wedding to Anne, Mike went back and rounded up his bride, as well as Stephen and Christie, and told them it was about time to move on into the room and meet the judge and a few others that Mike felt like Steve and Christie should meet, given what was coming at them in a short time. When they got to the judge, the judge shook hands with ever...
Vijaya Sanorita lay on her back, savoring the soft, silent morning. The weight of Uday, her husband, pressed the double bed mattress down beside her, rolling her slightly towards him. She thought of that pressure and warmth being missing, of the bed being empty, and winced at the gut-twisting stab of pain this thought brought. Resolutely, she forced her m...