All comments and suggestions are welcome. This is my first submission and the first part of quite a long story, so if you guys like it, I'll post the next parts as they're completed. Enjoy! <<>><<>><<>> It's the first Friday in December and naturally, since this is Western Washington, it's pouring. I'm driving home from...
Retirement has many compensations! The opportunity to take holidays at any time I fancy is one I rate highly. This is the story about a recent enjoyable break. I recently spent Christmas away in a lovely city centre hotel in Bath in the English West Country. What a beautiful town, relaxing, full of history and incredibly photogenic! On Boxing Day I took my...
Chapter one: The Long Haul From the diary of James Down: Friday, January 20th. Sometimes I think I'll survive the long haul. The odds are against it (they're long odds), but sometimes I think I'll make the journey. Then I look around--and I don't have to look far, or for very long; the evidence is all around, in body bags--and I realise that nobody reall...
We spent the rest of the day touring the entire clinic; Derek wanted me to see every nook and cranny so there would be no surprises. I knew it would take time to learn my way around and memorize names and faces. He seemed to know everyone and their attitude toward him made me feel good. There was respect but no fear. This told me he'd struck that difficult c...
Athena Collier blew out a sigh and started gathering her things to head home. Her day was finally ending. She was a 35 year old accountant for a tax firm in Rosslyn Virginia. Her day had been very long. It was full of meetings with clients and partners and Athena was glad it was over. It was tax season and the busiest time of year. Athena hated this time of...
Note- Dedicated to Mrs. 123z. Thanks for the ideas. xxx Kent, 1921 x Jeremy Ponsonby Smythe had been delighted to hear that his mother had acquiesced to his wishes that she teach Cynthia how to ride. He was the son of Lord and Lady Henry Ponsonby Smythe of Whitstable in Kent and was hard at work in his attempts to become a Member of Parliament like his f...
Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved Thank you for opening my third story. I hope you enjoy it! Special thanks to SoCalOvid for his fine editing. Without his skill, the read would be tense. **** Honkkkk! blared the car horn. Mike Merrill jumped back, his mind on other things completely unaware of stepping in front of the red minivan. Looking up at the yo...
The scent in the air was wrong. It broke through my lazy sleepiness and pried my eyes open.. I focused, then smiled. Liam lay beside me, totally peaceful. Only the dark circles under his eyes betrayed his true stress and exhaustion. I sniffed again to confirm the unusual musky odour was emanating off my boyfriend. My smile widened as I figured it out. With s...
This is the next story regarding the good Professor Clarke Hendrix and what happens to his life after The Kelpie's Lover story. These characters will be in future stories and have random adventures as they get to know each other. They will not all be chapter-stories but stand-alone in a series of stories. Thank you for reading! ***** Anthropology profes...
I never liked superheros or anyone that thought of themselves as people who were some sort of god-like figure meant to protect everything they believe in. Where I live we have a hero that 'protects our city', and he annoys the shit out of me. Just yesterday he was on TV, and the first thing he does is start talking about honest justice, like he's fucking t...