"Ever wondered who you were before?" "Were before?" Claire was puzzled. She looked up at her friend, Louise, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. "Your past lives," Louise explained. "Caroline Rattenbury is offering a past life regression workshop in Netherbury Farm buildings next Tuesday night. Do you want to go?" "Are you going?" "I'd like t...
Note 1: This story contains no explicit sex. Thus it has been submitted in the Non-Erotic category. It is, however, about a husband and wife, both of whom commit adultery. Note 2: The story tends towards the deep-and-meaningful. It has psychological and philosophical references. If you're not into that kind of thing, it might be best to give it a bit of...
Chapter 1 "What the hell do I think I'm doing," I asked myself as I slipped my jeans down my legs, unclasped and shrugged off my bra and added my panties to the pile of clothes on the floor. "Julie, I can't thank you enough, you're really saving my butt," my roommate, Sandy, said as she finished adjusting some lamps in the middle of our room, and started...
This is my first story about Alison. If readers like it, I may write more. Please let me know! Thanks, JB **************** It had been a bad month. First, I caught my partner cheating on me, and I kicked him out. Boy, was I glad we had never married. He had simply moved in with me, so one day I had the locks changed, and put his things on the sidewalk. You...
Wartime Britain had been a troubled time. Jenny had been sent away from her home in London to live with a family in Wales. Now she was returning home after nearly three years, back to London. It was not the same though; she had left a scared child of sixteen year old and was now returning a young woman of nineteen. London had changed, her home had been bomb...
(This new ending picks up toward the end of a story by me titled "Tricia Rides First Class". I wasn't satisfied with the original version, so have revised it here. It now ties in with other short stories I've written under my pseudonym tribalsurf. Hope you enjoy this addition!) * "Grab your coat and the drinks and follow me, sugar britches," I laughed. "I'...
The door to the reception hall slid silently open on well-oiled iron hinges that predated the oldest man in the room by several lifetimes. I had worried that the reception would have wound down in our absence, but I was grateful to see it still going, the handful of waitresses dressed in simple black thongs and black heels milled amiably around the tables, s...
This is my first submission in a very long time. I wrote this a while ago but never found the time to post it. I hope you like it. I always enjoy comments. Good or bad. Just keep it constructive. Thanks, and happy reading. It was an early start on that cold damp January day. You were asleep as we rode along CA18 No rth till we got to the 18/138 interchan...
Author's note: Sean and Sheila finally made it to their island paradise. No one told them to expect perfection, so they were not disappointed. Chicken salad, at $1000 a day, is only part of it. Chapter 5 0400 Rise and dress 0430 Microwave oatmeal, no egg. 0455 Kiss sleeping wife 0500 Meet Don at boat dock 0500-0930 Fish while Don makes morning rounds 0930...
Author's Note: This section contains an attempted mugging, with the possibility of of rape. This passage is non-erotic. If violence distresses you, use caution. Chapter 4 Depart: 9:15 a.m. Thu., May. 31, 2014 Kwajalein, Marshall Islands (KWA) Arrive: 6:42 p.m. Wed., May. 30, 2014, -1 day Honolulu, HI (HNL) Flight Time:6 hr 35 mn Travel Time:7 hr 27 mn 1...