"Mom, why don't you come back home and live in Grandpa's place? We'd love for you to live here!" "Oh, I don't know Faith. That old house needs so much work. I should have fixed it up and rented it out when he passed away, but your father and I didn't want to spend the money and now...I don't even want to think about it." "But you and Dad paid property ta...
Ashford waited nervously as the army marched closer. This was definitely not what he had planned with Jon earlier. He had hoped to sneak into Raves undetected to make contact with Chieftain Sazon in private. Now a whole tribe of warriors marched towards them. "How many?" Jon asked, his voice devoid of emotion. He could have been asking about the weather....
Chapter 12: Epilogue Beth winced when she heard the tires squeal behind her, followed by a crash. She hoped she wasn't the cause of the accident. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that it was a simple rear end collision and the two drivers were already out of their cars, arguing. There didn't appear to be any injuries. "Almost there, Atlas," she said,...
The winter holiday theme has given me the chance and motivation to recall a Christmas experience which had a big effect on my life and relationship at the time. I'm writing this from memory and will fill in as much detail as possible so that my readers get as true a taste of events as I can possibly relate. The story's quite long, but it's genuine and I hope...
Summary: A white teacher succumbs to her long resisted black submission fantasy. Note 1: This story was written in response to a fan request for Pam and John...hope you enjoy! Note 2: Thank you to Sydney and Julia for a role-play that inspired much of the action in the hotel room. Note 3: A special thank you goes to Estragon for editing my work. Note 4:...
Part 32: Epilog continued. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. Due to renewed requests I am continuing to post my emails from Sharon. If interest warrants and I have the time I'll pos...
V Tim IN READING what we've written to this point, one would get the impression that, as a rule, I come up with all these bright ideas and Jill docilely -- albeit enthusiastically -- goes along with them. That’s not necessarily so. In fact, if the truth be known, it's usually the other way around. There are several reasons for this, the biggest one being...
I've been in some unusual places in my time, but this is one I never expected to be in at my age and stage of life. Second chances are rare and to be cherished. 1. It began back when I was in high school. I got a summer job at Mannlich & Whitney as a 16 year old intern-trainee, a fancy name for a "go-fer" whose job was to fetch and carry for the tech...
Happy Birthday, Eddie. -AD I sat upon the ridge looking at the caravan below. Though the sun had yet to rise, the night had begun to recede ever so slightly, allowing me the sight of families rising to prepare breakfast before packing up their wagons. The lightening sky revealed the parched prairie grass that stretched out far to the horizon, the bleak an...
If you haven't read our first posting(s) I'll tell you what we look like. Firstly, this is all real. I'm 5'10, just turned 32, brown hair and eyes and in reasonably trim shape. I met my wife while in university and we are married seven years now. Gail is exceptionally beautiful and very shy, which belies her intelligence and soft spoken manner. She is 5'7" w...