This is my eight installment on my first submission. I would like to thank Knightshado2 for reviewing the story. I hope you enjoy. Comments are welcome! ***** Very Early Monday Morning 12/11/2006 ***** I engaged Mr. Sato again. After a flurry of blocked attacks, Mr. Sato finally acquired an arm and threw me. WHAM! I was exhausted, and could only lay the...
Writers need editors like flowers need bees. I want to express my thanks to Varian P, Stephenthorn, Sweetwitch and to Sweetness6280 for that kind of help and to MJL for constructive comments. I would love to hear from all of you, too. V_M LOST My world had changed after I was finally released from Walter Reed; I just didn't know how much. The prosthetic l...
There is no overt sex in this story. If you do not like stories about faithful partners and loving families please move on. Most of you know what I write by now. The story is longer than I usually submit. I like it the way it is. I, alone, am responsible for the content. If you like it, or not, blame me. ********************************* Bill's story B...
I hate to be the braggart except when it comes to one topic, my wife. She is the best woman that any man could ask for. She’s by far the best thing to ever happen to me. She is smart, educated and beautiful with a professional full-time career to boot. With all that, she is still shy and even a little insecure. I have witnessed her become a nervous wreck at...
Sometimes in life the actions we take set in motion forces that lead us in some unintended directions. It's like entering a maze, you go in innocently enough, but you never know where or when you're going to come out. Carrie Kruger walked into one of these mazes once, and eventually came out somewhere where she never expected to be. It all began when she we...
Catherine Emerson met Thomas Quimby, quite by accident, when he sat down on the park bench across from her in Rittenhouse Park where she often ate her lunch, usually yogurt and fruit, before returning to work as a bookkeeper and office manager at Bronson and McGee's Law office. Two days earlier, Catherine and her husband, Martin celebrated their thirty-fou...
Para C. – te extraño, nunca te olvidaré. Valentines Day, of all days in the year. She had not even realized it, whenever she had booked the flight for the 14th of February. But how could she have cared back then? For a few moments she stared at the pink hearts that were decorating the duty free stores. Looked at the pictures of smiling men that gave smilin...
Julie's water broke at 3:00 a.m., and Luke's day went more or less downhill from there. Despite April's journey down the same canal a year and a half earlier and rigorous attendance at Lamaze classes, Julie's cervix remained stuck at three centimeters for most of the day. At 4:00 p.m., when the baby's heart began showing signs of stress, the exhausted mother...
Author's Note: I want to thank my friend and editor Harvey for all his help on this piece. - - - - - We drove home in silence. I knew both of us were still trying to mentally process everything we'd experienced at the Browns'. As we pulled into our garage, an apprehensive restlessness washed over me. I could only equate this feeling to coming down from a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: You're welcome. *** Good food, a bottle of wine and a burning candle between us. I'd been looking forward to this for a long time. I looked at her from across the table and was captivated by her piercing green eyes. Her foot playfully brushed against mine under the table and she spoke in that soft, sweet voice of hers. "London is amazing t...