Chapter 1 About once a week, Eloise would to come to Bartlebee's long before she started dating Cody. The coffee was amazing and the shop was near the community college on Central next to the Laundromat. The laundry machines as her apartment were either always broken, or being used. So at least once a month she would bring her clothes to the Laundromat. She...
Due to popular demand I have joined both parts of In the Photo Shop to create this opus. Please enjoy and send us a message. We really enjoy hearing from our readers. Cheers Marcus and Sharon. - - - - The car was a beaten up old Daihatsu Charade and as it pulled into the parking space outside the shop the bumper smacked into our photo processing sign k...
One sunny morning in October, the phone rang as I was finishing my coffee and mentally organizing the day, "Hello, this is Kirk Hansen." "Kirk, this is Amelia Cartwright. Do you have time to come and see me sometime soon? I have things I need done around here and I am not as spry as I used to be." "Sure thing, Amelia, business is slow at the moment. I coul...
A blast of cold water washed over the naked bodies of Zhair'lo and Zia, whisking away the sweat and fluids from their respective sexual encounters. "Today's the day," Zia overflowed with eagerness as she soaped up his body. "I hope they let us come." For once, Zhair'lo didn't have to hide his feelings. He was just as eager as the rest of the Recruits showe...
"Ring ... Ring ... RING" Jason slowly rolled over and looked at the clock as he reached for the phone. "2:30AM" flashed in front of him and groaned. He'd been sleeping less then 90 minutes since getting off a 16-hour shift at the clinic. "Hello?" he yawned into the phone. "Hello, Jason? This is Karen at the Clinic. I know you just left here but we have a '...
The Witch At Devil's Crag After the passage of several days, Orin the Young found himself deep in the woods, and aiming his bow in the direction of a nervous and skittering, but so far unsuspecting large, brown squirrel. His hunting prowess was among the worst of his skills, and already, the young man had lost all but two of his precious arrows. His attenti...
The feeling of seeing them again was indescribable. I wept as I clutched them tight to me, my nose taking in their complex scents. I could sense my cat, she recognized the children as ours from my memories, and a wave of paternal love washed through her. The bond between my cat and my children snapped into place, causing all of us to twitch in surprise as...
The thunderstorm had eased slightly but the rain was still very heavy as I turned my sports car off the highway and into the small country garage to refuel. I was between contracts and on my way home from a very welcome week’s break in the lovely alpine country in the north east of my state. As I got out of my car I noticed a large white station wagon painte...
Author's note: I'm calling this story my anniversary story. One year ago I decided to try writing - to set the stories and ideas trapped in my head free. My first story was an incest one called "The Long Absence: Allen's Story." I didn't have an editor back then, but feel free to check it out if you don't mind some typos and grammar issues here and there. I'...
"What about your hope chest?" There was a protest in Mardi's voice. She even stomped her foot a little as Renee shook her head and sat the onesie back on top of the stack of baby clothes. "What about it? I told you I'm not doing that anymore," Renee did her best firm voice, turned her back on her best friend and headed towards a card table holding an asso...