** This is my second attempt to complete this fast-growing, rather out-of-control novella -- I might get around to finishing it one day, but thought I would get it out there, so you can see what you think. It is a hybrid sex novel / sci-fi novel / odd mix of things. Comments are very welcome.** * I took a breather about 100m short of the summit and surveye...
One I wrote quite a while ago that has been languishing on my hard drive. I tinkered and tinkered and...here it is. <><><><><> SOMETHING TO LIVE FOR She came along at the right time. <><><><><> HENRY It was a long way down. I don't think ever I fully understood or appreciated just how high the...
Chapter 13: April Note: This story is the continuation of The Gift so it will be easier to follow if you read that one first. My apologies for taking so long to complete this chapter. ---------------------------- We had arrived at April first, the first day of the last month of the yearlong gift that I had given my husband Jeff. Over the past eleven month...
Inspired from "The Girl Next Door" a true story of a horrible tragedy. My thanks to FernieLyn who proofread this piece and gave me some good opinions and insight! Thank you FernieLyn! This story takes place in a more innocent time. * The moment when I saw her changed all our lives forever. It had taken me a few days to piece together little snippets of t...
I finished hosing off the stern deck and my floating home looked presentable again. I neatly coiled the white hose and placed it back on the hose rack. I looked across the river and watched the pelicans dive bill first into a school of bait fish. I watched fascinated as one bird struggled with a pouch full of mullet. There must have been ten tails sticking f...
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This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Chapter 35 Our passion burned hot, too fast, too uncontrollable copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2010 Late morning, Tuesday, December 18th Zuma Beach, Malibu... Alessa... We walked side-by-side, heading toward the beach. His companions were nowhere to be seen. Was it safe enough we didn't need them, Christmas coming and all, or did he j...
The late spring sun came through the window, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air currents. Cindy, my wife of three years, and I were recovering from a lazy afternoon lovemaking session. She tousled the thick hair on my chest, then lowered her lips to my nipple and suckled gently. "Are you thirsty, honey?" I joked. She raised her face and grinned...
Chapter 16 Monday morning I was told to wear my red panties, bra and ribbon; my white collar, bracelets and heels and a red sleeveless dress. Sheila and Jenny ate breakfast, got dressed and loaded me in the car. They dropped me off in front of the beauty parlor and Jenny said. "If Hilda finishes today. You should give her a tip." I went inside with that d...