I wrote this story nearly 20 years ago, shortly after the ESSO Longford gas explosion in 1998 that interrupted Natural Gas supplies to the entire state of Victoria, Australia. At that time the Web was a much simpler place. Nintendo Game Boy Color was high tech. I had written nothing similar since, until I submitted a new story to the current Valentine's Day...
Tami and Brad couldn't believe their luck. Just before the new 24-screen multi-plex entertainment center outside Apple Ridge opened, the owner, Mr. Mullins called them and offered them special jobs. Tami and Brad, like half the other kids at Apple Ridge High, had applied for jobs months earlier when construction had begun, but this was too good to be true. M...
I made my way up the stairs, Jersey, my chocolate lab in tow, sleep called out to me, every muscle in my body aching, deprived - begging for release, to relax for just a while. Not bothering with the lights, I stepped into my bedroom, unfastening my holster, gently placing it on a near by chair, my handcuffs and case next to my weapon, keys disappeared onto...
...The house is a comfortable size, secluded from the beachfront by a long cobbled drive and a large, wooden gate, hiding the world within from that without. A small frontroom leading to a modern kitchen, reading room and lounge. The master bedroom sits above it all, lording the second floor with a balcony open to the sea air. Plain, austere almost. Minimali...
“Ouch!!” He said as he reached to the left of the sink and tore off a small piece of toilet paper. “I hate new razors” he muttered as he placed the toilet paper on the newest nick on his chin. “What? Dan, is something wrong?” Heather asked as she turned off the shower. She turned off the shower. She grabbed a towel off the rack and gave her hair a quick dry...
My hair had finally reached that point where it got to be more trouble trying to keep it clean and combed each day than to make an appointment and get a haircut. Now all my life I'd gone to Elliot's Haircut Store, that's going on fifty some odd years now. Elliot cut my grandfather's hair, he cut my father's hair and then he cut my hair, that is until he pass...
Author's Note: This is but one scene in a much larger tale. I recommend checking out the previous chapters, or most of this one may make little sense. Time for someone to check up on Lena... o THE SOLDIER Thursday, May 26th, 05:23 hours. His cell phone rang. Cy opened his eyes and sat up in bed, turning to the phone on the nightstand nearby. It rang a...
Authors Note – Please read "The Beginning..." and "The Dream Continues" series. They may you understand this tale. Chapter 6: The Weekend Starts Flying Washing after great sex had become ritualistic, but my wonderful friend was having none of this. She snaked up the bath, her engorged teats just brushing my skin. She bowed her head, took my right nipple...
The Scholar 1: Entrance The art school was before me. I took a step, then faltered. It was so...official looking. Could I do this? Go back to school after all these years & so many failures? Maybe it would cost too much. Maybe it had one of those ridiculous peer-reviewed grading systems. Maybe... No. Stop & breathe. When I'd entered the photo contest & won...
Chapter Five: The Cabin This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the fifth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous four chapters. I encourage you to rate each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time...