I want to thank all the readers that having been following this series since Chapter 1 in September, 2014! And, a very special THANK YOU to Privates1stClass for not only editing this series, but serving as my mentor in my first attempt at writing. After all, I'm an RN and not an author. And as an RN that has been on the front line of COVID-19, be safe everyo...
© 2014-2017 Embers The sweat on Rosa's brow chilled as she entered the large air-conditioned lobby. Although the sudden shift in temperature startled her, it offered much-needed relief; Kabira Bay was particularly muggy the day she and her family arrived. Her father, a stocky, pug-faced man with dense glasses, walked briskly ahead of her. He made a beeline...
Brooklyn I staggered into my house, kicking off my heels the moment I stepped through the door. I'd flown to Seattle, Washington, on Tuesday morning, and now, Friday evening, I was finally home in Chicago, tired and ready to sleep in my own bed. Short of flying charter, first class was as good as it got, but I still had to deal with crowds, terminals, lugga...
Surprising Dowdy Dani - Again © Literocat 2011 This is a 'timely' Nude Day entry, so please vote and vote a BIG 5! ;-)) thanks. After far too many drinks, my old friend and author-wanna-be, Joe M. Starki, convinced me to tell him more about Dowdy Dani. Like everyone else, he believed my Surprising Dowdy Dani story was all fiction. We were alone in my kitch...
CHAPTER ONE "It's a tradition," Esther reminded herself as she pulled the box from the top shelf. For twenty-five years, since her son Tommy was just two, she had decorated their house from top to bottom with ghosts, vampires and ghouls of all shapes and sizes. She, herself, would dress as a gypsy and read the cards for children of all ages in the neighborh...
John felt soft fingers brushing against his leg, the touch gentle and inquisitive as those fingertips explored his muscles. The girl caressing him was hesitant at first, then grew bolder, a second hand joining the first in caressing his thighs. Glancing down he spotted a purple elfin face looking up at him with an expression caught between excitement and aro...
(This is an expanded and re-edited version of a story posted in a different category. I hope you enjoy it.) * Chapter 1, Cultivating and Planting It was a bitter-cold, January Friday in Cincinnati. Brad Taylor sat in his small, spartan office and found himself thinking about a seed. He remembered how it had grown in his fertile mind, occupying more and mo...
I love writing exercises. Yesterday I posted an anti-loving wives story. Today's is a normal LW tale. I am interested in your reaction to the two. The title is another Hemingway short story. It hints at the outcome - enjoy – DT ***** The Rising Storm There are lots of ways a guy can find out that his wife is cheating. There's the ever popular, "unexpect...
Sam Pritchard was driving his old Ford Mustang east on Interstate 20. He was on the east side of Dallas, TX heading further east and was cursing under his breath. The rush hour traffic was much worse than normal. For the last hour he barely moved at a stop and go pace. In fact it was more stop than go if the truth was told. He could tell it was going to be a...
Original story- Stormbringer Continuation- RogueAlan I apologize, to fans of Sharon. Her story is nearly ready. But I decided it was not fair to make Ann wait, or you to wait to be able to read of her next exploits. The newborn slut has some discoveries yet to come... There were questions after Chapter II was published about where Chapter III was... Both...