Hi everyone. I've decided to share this story here. I have grown much since I first wrote it and I feel like this story has run its course as far as being held for purchase. This, as well as the second volume might be the last stories I publish here and any other work can be found under my penname SC Edward. STI was previously published under the title "Cath...
Originally posted in Novels & Novellas, I decided this submission was a better fit in the Taboo category. Thank you for your patience since this is a longer story. *For repeat readers, due to feedback, the one small scene of non-consent at the end has been revised.* A huge thanks to LadyMireille for your original edits and suggestions on improving Zoe's ta...
(A Christmas romance) Chapter 1 Jen opened her tiny eyes, it was very early Christmas morning and it was quite dark in her cool bedroom that the three-year-old shared with her toddler sister. There was just a narrow ray of moonbeam peeping through the gap in the curtains which revealed to her a silent movement, a momentary flash of white. There, she thoug...
Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue, and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you, shelter from the storm" Bob Dylan ~~~~~~ Hi, my name is Michael James Henson, Mike to my friends. I'm six feet, three inches tall and weigh two hundred and t...
Before I get to the hot and heavy parts, let me tell you how it all began and how we all got together. ------------------ Today, I decided to add a simply framed 8"x10" mirror to my daily life. I'm going to put it on my desk, next to my all-in-one computer. No, I'm not vain, think I'm a handsome man or even into shocking, horror pictures. Retired and secur...
I sit in the dim light of my apartment and watch my two children sleep, thinking about the decision I'm going to soon have to make, and every time I do my stomach clenches up. Am I a wimp or the most forgiving son of a bitch on this planet? How many times can a person be forgiven? Two, three, more, before the words 'I'm sorry' just don't cut it anymore? In...
Part 1: Basically, you have to believe in wild, ridiculous, "well-it-could-happen" types of scenarios to believe this story. That said, it did happen. The setup: At 41, I was the sole male chaperone for a girls trip to Cancun. 20, 18-year-old girls. 3, moms. 2 of which divorced and single. 1 of which had been flirting with me for years even though she...
Author's Note: I've tried to limit the anachronisms as much as possible, but no doubt there are still many left. Also, although I did do a little research into the era, I'm by no means an historian. Please try to excuse any such inaccuracies. * "Sarah, it's really you!" the jubilant older woman cried as the young blond woman from the carriage emerged. "Au...
They had been there in the Apartment from their childhood, they were the same age, playmates, studying in the same class, in same school through the good times of their teens, and everything in between. They were each other's half and partner in everything, and they were the best friends and inseparable, and it was difficult to assess how special their bond...
A Preface: This is something that's been on the back burner. I hope you enjoy it. It runs a little long so I've broken it into smaller parts for your convenience. That way should your boss start hovering around your work station, your husband or wife decides it's time to eat, or one of your kid's starts looking over your shoulder you might have a convenient...