This is a little story about me, my wife Elizabeth, and her cousin Terence. Elizabeth (Liz) and I had been married a year at this time in our lives. I was 24 years old, Liz was 23. Terence, Liz' cousin was 24. Liz was very close to her cousin, her only family in the area, and we spent a lot of time with each other. We would double date frequently with Tere...
It was about 8.20pm by the time we got to the Mike's cottage up north. Francis pulled his truck up next to three others: two that looked as beat-up and road-worn as his and one super-shiny, first-time-off-paved-roads beast that almost made his one look like a Fiat by comparison. I whistled in amazement as we pulled up next to it. "Jesus, who's driving that...
The train looked older than what I was expecting, but it had character. The interior was spacious, and there was an Old World charm to the wooden paneling and worn leather seats. Looking around, I decided the place was just a bit threadbare but still inviting. I threw my bags into an overhead rack and settled down into one of the booths. The high-back seats...
Super Wimp Chapter 4 Copyright Skip1934a 8 October 2006 This story is fiction, and none of the characters or events in this story is real My sincere appreciation to AsylumSeeker, my wonderful editor for the two final chapters. A special thank you to curl4ever for offering useful suggestions as a beta reader. Thanks, too, to those writers and readers who o...
We'd gone down to Cancun for Spring break thinking we'd reserved two rooms, one for me and my boyfriend Tim, and the other for Nora and her boyfriend, Sean. But when we got there we found they'd screwed up at the hotel, and had only one room waiting for the four of us. They shrugged, apologizing that they were all booked up, but explained that the room they...
Disclaimer: I do not own Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Do you want to do this, or not?" Rosa sighed, making sure to keep her voice down so the whole precinct didn't hear. Something which Amy clearly didn't think of. "What?" Amy exclaimed indignantly, before quickly blushing, looking around and then lowe...
I should have known something was up when my wife said she had planned a date night with an overnight stay for the upcoming weekend. She never plans our dates, trips or anything else. I plan everything so I was relieved that she had planned something for a change. "I wanted to plan this one so you can just relax and enjoy it." Rachel is a helluva poker playe...
Chapter 3 -- Grey Clouds are Passing After the zesty afternoon during which I fucked Tuyet's mother, Tuyet wrote me an SMS saying that she wasn't gonna see me for a while. Well, that was understandable, but I still thought I should have a chance to explain myself. Anyway, in the meantime, I wondered how this whole incident had changed both, the situation a...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are figments of imagination. *** She always knew. Everyone knew. Ronald Pump was a scumbag, a horndog. A low-down, filthy, skirt-chasing weasel. She knew what she'd signed up for. She was to be the trophy wife. Smile. Look marvelous, be fabulous, maintain her perfect figure and impossibly high cheekbones...
Chapter 7- Phil's Friend As I drove past the guard at the security gate, I flashed my badge and turned into the parking lot. I spied Tonya's car about two rows over. She was already in the building. It was probably a good idea to arrive about five minutes after her just to prevent any iota of wonder as to why we might have left at the same time and arrived...