Dear readers If you're looking for a stroke story, you won't find it here. Also, this story is dark and bittersweet. Some of the dialogue and images may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. As always the only payment I receive are your comments and votes— I appreciate both. So, curl up with that special person, give them a big kiss...
"Chanile Joetta Alexander—Master of Architecture." "That's my baby girl!" her father shouted as she accepted her diploma. She heard him all the way up on stage and hollered back, "I love you, Daddy! This is for you and Momma!" Walter Alexander had always been proud of his little girl, but today his heart was bursting. All those double shifts, all that ove...
Chapter Seven As they entered Sandy and Bob's house, all four of them felt a growing sense of sexual tension. Perhaps the tense voices of the two girls, or the slight tremble of their hands, or a faint almost imperceptible sexual perfume wafting from their womanhood caused the change of atmosphere. Even the darting of their eyes could have been a catalyst....
"Damn Machine!" Wendy grunted angrily as she kicked the copier she stood in front of. Wendy was more frustrated and at her wits end rather than angry, in truth she was almost at the point of tears. The aggravating machine in question refused to work just when she needed it most. It always seemed to be the case; it would work fine when she didn't need it as...
Authour's Note: This is part two of Runaway, a story for the Highway Song event arranged by blackrandl1958. To fully enjoy the story, I suggest starting with part one, where Lacey leaves her small town on a quest to find her brother Sean. Along the way, she meets Noah, who appoints himself her guardian as she realizes life outside her small town is a bit mo...
This is the next part in the ACLS series and follow up to 'Impressions'. The story picks up four days after Catherine and Alex met for the first time. A little phone tag has been played between the two that was mentioned in 'Impressions' and will be in this installment as well. Catherine's mood has improved somewhat since her dour beginning at the start of '...
This is a tale that primarily set in the middle seventies. It was half a generation removed from the civil rights movement. I live in a small county in a middle Southern state and I remember it well. Even now, racism is still present, but it seems more directed at the mass of illegals that has flooded the area. I could have put this in interracial, or mayb...
~~Natasha~~ Art got up and started to look around her apartment, fingers dragging along her counter tops, her couches, her tables, her laptop. They stopped on the laptop in particular when his eyes found the screen. "Researching ancient Egypt mm?" "I... I uh..." She reached over and closed it. Didn't want them gleaming any more than they needed. Or at lea...
This is a story about one man's growth through setbacks and suffering, love and loss, so it isn't all that cheerful, at least at the start. His friends try to support him, but what they say or don't say to him either help or hinder him on his journey. Hence the title. It is fiction, in five parts, all complete. ***** Prologue It's a peculiar phrase: 'It...
In this chapter the sexy MILF realtor meets her daughters incredibly endowed boyfriend. DAUGHTERS MOM LAMENTS AND PLANS Here I was, a married 66 year old woman sitting in a bar in one of the most upscale hotels in Beverly Hills dressed in a sinful black mini dress complete with black thigh high stockings attached to two foot long garter straps that were...