The scenery of the Florida Keys passed by the window with an eerie flow of sand, scrub foliage and water, I looked at these changes with little interest as I thought of what would happen to me this evening. In the car with me was a young lady who biggest asset was her good looks and her future would not be influenced by her brain power. Unknown to each other...
*Author's note: As with the story I wrote called Revenge, this contains one violent episode, but the intent is not to be graphic. It's to show that the police can't be in all places at all times with the obvious implication that an honest, caring citizen with a gun can and often does save lives. That fact is very underreported and, imho, that's due to an obv...
This is a companion piece to the stories of Seaborne Memorial High School. It's Lucas' turn this time. He turned out to be a little more introspective than I was expecting, but then he is an English teacher. He's a slow, cautious guy; this ain't a quick spank story, though most of mine aren't. Enjoy! * * * Until that Thursday, I thought of her as "Liz...
1. Penelope nodded timidly to the smiling air-stewardess in her neat, ironed red and black suit and followed the long line of passengers down the aisle and to her seat. She crawled to the window seat and settled down hurriedly, content the others sitting on her row hadn't yet boarded. She stared nostalgically at Athens International Airport—knowing it co...
*Author's Note: To set the stage for this story, let me begin by saying I'm a skeptic myself. I find dogmatism of any kind difficult to deal with. When I hear anyone tell me certain thing are 'settled' it rankles me because very few things are ever settled, and that is especially true in the area of science. Were that so, Einstein wouldn't have pursued rel...
Writer's note: I know from some past feedback that I've received that including the smoking of cigarettes in a story isn't to everyone's liking. Be forewarned: There IS smoking in this story and it is a plot-point. ***** My father left my mother when she was pregnant with me. Needless to say, Mom had it tough starting out, but as I got older, she got thin...
It's a Romance, when you finish reading it this story will still be a Romance, please just enjoy the story two people did their level best to bring to you and not tell me it's sitting in the wrong category. The temptation was to break it in half and post two chapters instead of one, as you can tell common sense won out. My thanks as always go to SouthPacific...
Prologue I stare down at my husband Bill as he blinks, desperately trying to accustom his eyes to the bright light of early dawn. My tears roll down my face as I realise there is absolutely no salvation for my ruined marriage. It's all over now. And just three months short of celebrating thirty happy years since our wedding day on that hot July afternoon...
Warning: This is rather a long story. It tells of a wife financially forced to become a high class whore and a husband who falls sexual prey to a dominant gay male. If this is not to your taste then now is the time to leave. For those who have elected to stay, I would like to mention that this is one of my favourite tales. ***** I was employed as a marri...
Every kid gets bored, right? You grow up in a place, and no matter how amazing and wondrous it really is, there's a part of you that just doesn't care, doesn't appreciate the subtlety or the charm or whatever it is that someone who had never been there before could find in a heartbeat. Everything can become common if you let it, and when you're a teenager y...