Cal had lived on the slope overlooking the small valley on the east side of Mount Spurr for four years. This year, he saw people for the first time. About mid valley, two young couples seemed to be partially settled. For the first year, Cal had lived in a cave about a hundred yards up the hill from his cabin. The cave had geo thermal vents, housed his surviv...
Cindy Marsh arrived at a plain white building at six on a sun bright morning. Six on the dot. She wore a plain purple tee, denim jeans, a small cream purse and sandals as she rolled her suitcase behind her. She was told that she could dress however she wanted and could bring as many clothes as she would need for six months. That's is how long the experiment...
I stumbled to a chair at the kitchen table. "What? What are you saying? Where are you? Who is with you?!" "I'm with Mama," was all she said. The next voice I heard was Janette's. She tried to tell me what had happened, but I could just barely understand the words behind the ringing in my ears and her sobs. She said that Jerry was driving into town and a s...
Sitting in her car, Chrissy looked at the row of Harleys in front of the biker bar and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. But she knew this was not the time to hesitate, and the opportunity might not come again for a long time. "Fuck it!" she said out loud, "I need this!" Determined now, she parked her car around the back of roadhouse and wal...
Two people, drawn together by a bet, meet, perhaps fall in love, but separate, one to pursue another love and the continuation of a career, the other to salvage a business and forget the heartache. As each grapples with their demons they plod forward; spinning off, errant comets into different realities. They wonder if the decisions they made were good ones...
Praveen could not help noticing the teasing view of the soft curves of my cleavage as the top button of my low cut blouse was undone. I followed the direction of his gaze, smiled and said: "Hi, what you're looking for?" He spoke in a soft voice: "Pooja you're so beautiful!" I grinned. Praveen's hand went around my waist, pulled me closer and landed his...
"Who was that Master," Sonia asked sleepily as I hung up the phone. "It's kind of early for random calls, and you didn't just hang up on them, so it must have been important." "It was Julien actually. He knows I am usually awake by six and was too excited to wait any longer. I'm happy to inform you that Julia Marie Slade was born this afternoon. Seven pound...
Memories! Ch. 2: And Baby Makes Three Disclaimer: JAG is the property of Donald Belisario, CBS, and Paramount. All other characters are mine and fictional. * * * * * "The Rabbit Died." Wasn't that the euphemism they'd used back in her mother's day? Silently, Mac sat in her Georgetown apartment amid a sea of moving cartons, and stared at the home pregnan...
This is a sequel to “Home By Eight” authored by Lothario the Great it is with his permission that I submit the third and final part of that story. Any readers unfamiliar with the original work should read that first before reading the second or third parts. The second and third parts of this story are rooted in a real situation that took place in the early 1...
Copyright 2004 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. Stacey awoke about two hours before dawn. All the frustration of the earlier night had disappeared and she found she could finally think clearly. She turned over and gazed at the young man sleeping by her side. "Oh, Stacey," she thought, "What were you thinking of? He was so embarrassed already, why did you have to st...