Three years of an online friendship. Three years of blog posts and comments, instant messages, e-mails, postal mail, even small gifts exchanged. Three years of digital photos and Webcam images and the occasional physical photo to hold in my hands. Three years of the occasional telephone call and multiple Skype conversations. Three years of helping her to lea...
Having absolutely no life since I started college, I work during the day, and go to school during the nights and weekends. My goal is to finish the course in only two years; so here I sit, front and center in the lecture hall, waiting for the new professor to show up. Yawning, I cover my mouth and push my long auburn hair away from my face, letting the silky...
Chapter 02: The First Day It was Saturday morning 8AM and Ashley's phone was ringing, it was David. He wanted her to wear a mini skirt and nothing under it and told us to be there at 8:30 instead of 9am when everyone else would be there. We arrived at the store and were let in thru the back again, with the door being pulled down and locked. Ashley ran righ...
The sky was cloudy and the air was cool, but that's okay. That's my favorite type of weather. Clouds were looming, and it looked like it might rain later in the day. I didn't mind; I love stuff like that. I laughed quietly as I noticed my dog trying to chase a butterfly. I tugged on the leash and smiled up at the darkening sky. I abruptly stopped and moved...
Authors' Note: No sex scenes in this one; just another story about a 'Loving Wife' and a husband's reaction to betrayal. ************** Maddie Walters peered into the darkened den and saw her husband sitting inside. "What are you doing?" she asked Jerry Walters. "Trying to untangle these power cords; I wonder if anyone will ever discover how cords in a b...
Chapter 21 "I Needa To Opena My Box." Mrs. Enunzio came in the every Monday morning at 9am and Michael dreaded her weekly visit. "I needa to opena my box," she said in the same words with the same monotonic inflection. Never did she say please or thank you. He had nightmares of her suddenly appearing behind him in the shower, in bed, when he was getting dr...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. *** Darby shook me awake around 9.30. "Go and have a shower." He ordered. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. The water was hot and the glass walls o...
It was close to midnight as Callum Donald followed the tight butt of curvy Paula Olsen, his latest girlfriend, up the narrow stairs to her apartment. It was the third time they'd dated and he wondered would she'd get lucky tonight. She must want it as she'd made admiring comments about his physique. That surely indicated her level of interest. Paula was an...
26 Skeeter gets a home I drove straight home from the Waffle House. It was too early for dinner, so I loaded the laundry into the minivan. I drove to one of the two self service Laundromats in our little town. When I arrived, I lugged the two cloth bags into the chrome and glass fronted building filled with washers and dryers. As I walked by I notice...
I wish to thank all who have offered feedback to make this a better series. A.M. Pastor Sarah and Barbara talked about what life was going to be like now that she wouldn’t have to worry about money to be able to provide for Jason. They had been watching the TV coverage and laughing about how frustrated the reporters were when they couldn’t find out why J...