My dad had passed on six months earlier and left me a little over five grand and his 1968 BMW R1000 motorcycle. He'd loved this bike, more than my mother and me. That was obvious. He left us when I was eight, moved to LA to open a repair shop and to live in an area where he could "ride my bloody bike year round." Year round wasn't in Chicago where he'd ended...
Like so many people in the National Guard I had joined for the educational opportunities and that little extra bit of cash you got each month. Wanting to be a computer technician and being from a perpetually cash strapped family with no chance at college I jumped at the chance to get the computer training that the Guard offered. Going to war was the last th...
Chapter 12: Give Me Good Fight, Dear ————— The cold begins to seep through the layers of fabric that wrap around her, making her teeth chatter as she sits at the cliff edge. Not for the first time, Anna wishes she would have at least thought to bring her shawl. But the emotion that'd been running unchecked within her did not leave much room for practical t...
She wasn't exactly the girl next door. When I left for college, never to return, an elderly couple lived in the house. They moved to a new home and rented the house out. On one of my visits back home, I was introduced to Cheryl. She was living in the house next door with her four children. Her husband had died, and she was now a single parent. My brother ta...
It must have been my week for shocks. It started Wednesday at work. I received a telegram telling me that my Uncle Roger had died. I didn't even know he was ill. He had canceled our usual summer campout but I thought he must have just been busy. An even bigger shock was the line that required me to be at the reading of the will. They even sent me instruction...
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. Okay, I've always wanted to say that. Before we get started let's get a few things out of the way. First off I really have to say thanks to all of you. Over the past two weeks I've gotten so many letters of encouragement and support that have helped me with my editing problems more than any of you could ev...
Sophie Anne's house sat alone at the top of a small hill on Shore Road, overlooking the Narrows River. The house had once been a convent, Sophie Anne loved to tell people that...and it was a huge monstrosity with rooms and rooms. Her father, a Greek restaurateur (and by restaurateur, I mean money launderer for a crime family) had bought the place from the di...
From the moment she stepped from their RV, Allison found herself swept up in the riches around her. The antiques and ornate decorations screamed great wealth. From her youngest memories her parents tried to achieve riches. Her father was a lawyer, but his practice never found their whale. He spent his career chasing ambulances and disability lawsuits. Her mo...
How to Dominate Your Husband A Beginners Guide. Your husband has fantasies about being dominated and you have no idea how to fulfill them. You're not alone. Most couples I would say have one member whose fantasies go beyond the comfort zone of the other and you can either ignore them or try to embrace them. Maybe you talk about his fantasies openly, or mayb...
After supper and beer, Katie brought up once more the issue of what promise Stacey made to me. The MILF winked at me and then told my wife, "I offered to do ass-to-mouth straight from your sweet tush, babe. What do you think of that idea?" "Well, that sounds fantastic. Now, who will clean my ass while you suck his dick?" Frau Hauser teased us. "How about...