Jonathan woke early, well before the sun rose and stoked the fire so it was warm inside the home as Hester and Emma awoke. The two women got dressed, visited the outhouse and returned. Like every morning Emma dutifully greeted her father, "Good morning, Father," she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Considering the night before, it as all Jonathan could...
I have to admit, the doctor's office was discreetly located down a back hall on a nondescript floor of an average professional building. When I entered the building I could have been coming for any range of medical problems, so my specific problem remained a deep secret. The name on the directory board simply listed Doctor Magnum – Plastic Surgery and show...
Ethan walked with his head down, collar turned up against the chill wind that chased him down the dark street. Leaves rustled and tumbled by as the limbs overhead creaked and shivered against the cold fall wind. Even though it wasn't quite seven o'clock, the sun had long disappeared before Ethan began his walk home from the library to his home. He was in no...
Harry O'Hern was rather depressed. He couldn't back down as if they married which was an outside possibility, it would be disastrous if Sierra Bycroft noted any weakness in him over this impasse as Sierra being Sierra would exploit it. He was sure Sierra had intended to give him a wrist slap, almost in jest, about his crudely written desire but somehow it...
Mardi Gras, surely everyone is familiar with the crazy happenings in the Big Easy during this festive time of year. But try working in New Orleans during that time. For myself and a few other nurses that's when you made the big bucks. Every year the nurses who resided in the City that Never Slept wanted off to enjoy the parades, ignore the traffic and some j...
As usual, I have used real locations in this story, though the characters are all fictional. The story is set in 1994-1995, when texting 'alphamate' pagers were in use, but before everybody had cell phones. __________________________________ "Oh, my God, what are the police doing here?" That was my girlfriend Libby, as we were sitting around, sitting arou...
Foreword: No hot sex here, proper English used, BTBers please find another submission to read. Lots of psychology and reconciliation and winners are here - the reader is warned! All errors are mine. ***** The Saga of Joslyn-Jake-Tracy Joslyn Hullo lay on an elevated table mostly on her side displaying her perfectly round naked buttocks turned slightly tow...
Note: Sorry for this 'depressing shit', as someone commented on the last chapter. *giggles* Life is so depressingly shitty sometimes. This is just a slice of it. Tough times build character, remember? ;) Thank you and keep reading! ***** There are moments in life when words are rendered impossible. Glimpsing Cynthia through the small window in the CCU wa...
Thanks so much everyone for the support!!! Chapter 2 Jacqueline was walking out of a bid meeting with three other top architects in her firm, and BMW's project manager Tom Levitt. She had just made the best sale ever, and Tom was impressed enough to pick her design. GQ was also renovating their building and she had gotten that project just two weeks before...
The next episode in the life of our aging but irrepressible skirt chaser. To know him better, read Chapters 1-3. Don't forget to vote and comment if you have any views at all; I am always pleased to hear from readers. WHAT'S IN A DRY OLD FUCK? Chapter Four: Back to work...Mary again As the days went by, George's words still haunted me. But I was back a...