This is a work of pure fiction. However, watching people for over sixty years, I have to say, it could happen. I have spent quite a bit of my life in Rotary, Masonic Lodge and Church listening and watching. It could have already happened, somewhere. * Shortly after lunch at the Rotary Club's Fourth of July Picnic found Timothy Jensen sitting across from...
Chapter 1 This may have been a catastrophically unwise decision. If so, it will dramatically affect the rest of my life, which, in all likelihood, will not exceed sixty seconds. Frank Ryan had his arm extended pointing the barrel of a gun at me. He wasn't ready to shoot me yet. "Go on. Take the gun and shoot Mickey." I twirled a finger. "You know, custom...
I had intended that this would be the last part of this story. However, after reading the feedback from all those kind enough to comment and to email me I have decided to move directly into what I saw as a sequel. It also avoids my having to put what I am my editor saw as a weak end on the tale of Patrick and Laura. So what follows is just chapter three. T...
Bella smiled as Lincoln held the door open for her. It had been a wonderful afternoon with her friends. She was so glad Dorothea had begun what she hoped would be a monthly gathering of friends at her home. They had all been so enthusiastic about her decision to start a small business venture within the company and of course had fabulous ideas about the kind...
How did it happen? I'm not really sure. I'd been happily married for nearly 27 years. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. I'm not saying that I'd never looked at other men; after all I'm only flesh and blood. But I'd never had the urge to do anything about it. The idea of being found out was enough to scare the hell out of me. Besides, who on ear...
THE MORNING AFTER I awoke early the next morning before the alarm and stared at the ceiling fan turning slowly above my bed. Images from yesterday kept playing in my head like a highlight reel from Danica's Craziest Day Ever. Between being a naked stage prop, the humiliating return to Marketing, my confrontation with Stephanie, Barbara's quid pro quo, and m...
The signs were ready and waiting by the front door. I'd taken the better part of the last couple of days on them because I wanted them to be perfect. Now the hard part. Up the stairs, into the master bedroom, rip off the bedclothes, wrestle the mattress off the queen sized bed and half carry, half slide it down the stairs, down the hall, through the front do...
Two years ago I discovered my wife Rhonda was having an affair. That led to a vicious argument that ended with me packing my bags and moving out. Of course my moving out wasn't due to the argument. I was moving out because I wasn't going to live with a cheating slut. Our marriage was over the second she let another man into her panties. I checked into a mot...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
CHAPTER 1 This story is set in Sydney, Australia * * * It was stormy when late morning the young boarding school history teacher, Sophie Cuthbert, hurried under the lashing of wind and rain, shedding her hat and coat before entering the head mistress's office where she was given the expected news. Thirty minutes earlier the school board decided to fire...