I don't usually sit down and write like this, especially as what I'm writing is true, and happened to me about a year ago. I've changed the names and not specified the location but the actions are authentic, and the people real. I hope you enjoy it, as I still can't quite believe it happened to me. Sure I've added a rhetorical flourish here and there but the...
Kurt Wheeling stopped the hay bale in mid-swing to watch the rusty blue Ford pickup rattle down the county road that ran alongside the barn. Perched inside, but hanging half out the passenger window was buxom Sharon Montgomery, and she had Kurt zeroed in with her glacial blue eyes. Kurt started to raise a hand to wave to Sharon, but realized, too late, that...
Eyes brimming with tears, Diane left Jack's house without a word. Jack put on a pair of underpants, climbed back into bed, and slept another three hours. But it wasn't a restful sleep. Erotic images of Diane kept intruding, along with tactile sensations and bits of conversation that felt real. Was it imagined or remembered? Waking up became tortuous. His...
Four Onward ever onward I got the fire going and the preparations for supper started. Miriamni as usual tended the horses. Rash had taken a short walk in the gathering gloom, to the turn down the mountain at the other end of the pass. In my mind I had decided to turn back and was saddened that this should be my last night. I wanted to frigg Rash, not Miria...
The Wednesday after Thanksgiving... Cold, wet, and dark with heavy clouds... 8:25 AM Eddie found himself staring at the clock, wondering for the thousandth time whether or not this woman with the very strange story and very bizarre request was going to show up. He had a side bet with himself that she would not. That hadn't stopped him from preparing thou...
I was living in Salt Lake City, Utah at the time. Its late spring and most of the skiers had left for the season. Only locals were enjoying the late spring ski season at this time of the year. Everything half price...great time to practice for next year. I had gotten a bonus at work for selling some stereos. My husband and I were separated for about a month...
A few years ago, when I lived in Adelaide, Australia, I was going through something of a "dry spell" with regards to sex. I was very busy at work and I guess I wasn't in the mood for a relationship after a couple of bad ones in a row. What I did have access to however, was Steve, my ex boyfriend who had moved to Sydney but visited Adelaide two or three time...
Author's Note: The only thanks we get are your comments and e-mails. Please let us know how you like these stories. What's good, and what's not so good. Thank you. Chapter 12 A Night at the Club "What are you going to wear to the . . . err, party tonight, Argie?" "I'm glad you asked. I spent most of the day shopping, and I think I'll wow them with what...
Author's Note -- I'd written a little more than this and then abandoned the story. But I was playing around with my tablet and drew a few scenes (three) from this story. They are just quick rought sketches, don't expect any masterpieces! I've chosen a sensible stopping point in what I had and made it into a story that might see more chapters later... I put...
George Mitchell lay on his back, his large feet hanging off the edge of the worn couch. His skin was coated with reds and blues from the TV that hung above the lit fireplace. The sound was off and the images on the screen carried on without his attention. George was bored. He thought of going to bed but he lacked the energy to move. He surveyed the living...