Dear Readers, I am still working on the Jungle Man series. I have a few chapters that I am tweaking on Manolito and Clara. However, this story was something that I just wrote. It seemed to just flow and I went with it. I will not forget about my other story. Life has been hectic and now I am on a break with lots of time to devote to tying up loose ends. :)...
Houdini and the Invisible Fence Marshall Texas~ The winds of change blew us to Marshall, Texas. Loaded up a U-Haul and moved. There was about a half a dozen reasons why but the most important reason was Sandra's Grandmother had been given less than a year to live by her doctors. We had been making trips back and forth on weekends but that was getting less...
My Erotica--by Bethany Celeste I always hated going there alone. But I was hungry and stopped in and got a Tomato Special. I sat at the very top of the restaurant’s balcony, so I could see everyone coming and going on Fry St. As I was nibbling on my slice and staring absent-mindedly into space in the downward direction of pedestrian traffic, I noticed that...
"Shit! What else can go wrong?" I asked myself. "I've got nothing else." Talk about when things start to go from bad to worse and you need to hit rock bottom before you can climb back up. Lost my job. Car was repossessed. Employment Insurance running out. Girlfriend left. Refrigerator almost empty. Apartment rent increasing. If that wasn't rock bottom, I do...
That day, I went alone into Enfield and the industrial estates around there in search of some high-end chilling equipment. I found a Magnet store that could send someone around to design your kitchen, or take measurements and do one for you in the store. Vera had intricate details on her house documents, so I took them in, told the young Asian gent what I wa...
I've been living in this town for about three years now. I moved here straight out of college and took a job writing for the local newspaper. Not too glamorous, but it pays the bills and also lets me do some good work. My house sits on a quiet road filled mostly with families with kids. One of my neighbors is a family of four. There's Tom, the dad, who I ha...
Note, I would like to thank bustyalix for all the kind words of encouragement about my writing. As I ended the last chapter: Betty and Joe were getting ready to head home and just Sally, Elna and myself had the cabin to ourselves for Monday. We all sat and talked about the good times we had together Sunday for over an hour and we were wondering when we...
Dear Readers: I've been a writer (aspiring to be published) for quite some time. I believe in setting the stage for most of my stories, as I believe it gives insight into the characters and events leading up to the "action", and I hope you'll agree that this makes for a much sexier and more sophisticated experience as you read. The following is, for the mo...
This is the first story I ever wrote, several years ago. This story is taken almost word for word from something I sent over an instant messaging service to a woman who was my Domme at the time, at her request and created from her original idea. As a crude copy and paste job, it overuses the ellipsis and comma and has other rather heinous writing flaws, I...
Readers – Please read The “Train” Experience and The “Train” Experience, Chapter 2 before reading this story as it will certainly make more sense if you know the overall context. Please vote and send your comments, as this is the only way that a writer knows if his or her work is well received. The 4th and final chapter of The “Train” Experience is slowly ta...