My name is Eric Samson, I'm thirty five years old and I'm looking in at my newborn daughter through the viewing window at the maternity ward. Her mom, is resting comfortably, and I'm waiting for a nurse to come out and suit me up, so I can hold my daughter again. For some reason, the nurses always want to put me and other visitors in scrubs, and clean us up...
Hey Folks. I got asked to produce a mystery story for the amazing RandiBlack1958, and when Randi comes knocking, I have learned, you answer the call. She asked for a Mystery, and I took that rather literally. So, I wrote this -- my first noir-ish detective story. Randi also edited it, and complained a lot about the number of dashes I use in my text, among o...
Leaning back in his desk chair, Noah interlocked his hands behind his head and sighed contently. Finally, after all this time, it was really happening! A knock on his office door snapped him out of his daydreams. Sitting up, he welcomed his unseen guest to enter, and turned to face the door. A bulky, muscular man with a white office shirt and a red tie walk...
Chapter Two: "Loss and Remembrance" A world dark and asleep. A world for Geoffrey, spread across the night and empty of people. There are always some people up and about, aren't there, even at the end of the evening? Not now and not here. Geoffrey drives along a parkway, watching the streetlights move by smoothly and quietly, one every few seconds, an endle...
Again, thank you to GaiusPetronius for editing this series. The improvements are his, the remaining mistakes are mine ***** Late March, 2001 Counselor: I don't want to always sound like a downer, but just because things have started off well doesn't mean it's going to stay on that trajectory. Patient: You think I don't know that? I didn't plan this!...
I just wanted to say thank you for all of your comments. Even the one telling me how confusing my pronouns are. This chapter my strike a few chords in people. Just remember that it will eventually get better for her. I hope you enjoy. -theonlinestalker **** It had been two days, twelve hours and thirty-two minutes since Sonya had talked to her mom. And i...
I sat shocked, gazing at the latest email from my Mistress. My jaw dropped and my heart nearly stopped as I scanned loosely at her words. Tomorrow. School trip. My home. Don't be late. Oh god, she wants me at her home. A smile crept on my face simultaneously with a throbbing that engulfed my pussy. She's timed this perfectly of course and knows as well as I...
PART ONE It had been a long, first day of a four day business conference; I could only thank myself lucky that we were all staying in-house, at the resort, for the entire time. After the final session my colleague, Ashley a somewhat reserved but cute account executive and myself had decided to meet up for dinner later somewhere downtown. I needed a shower a...
I was riding my bike on the beach path in Huntington Beach, on my way to my friend's 18th birthday party bonfire. The bonfire was actually in Seal Beach, one city up, so it was a solid hour long bike ride. I didn't mind though. I loved riding my bike, especially with the beautiful beach view and moist, salty wind in my hair. I was wearing my new favorite d...
"Let me hug you," she said. He eyed her up and down, at once intrigued and touched with suspicion. She was a gorgeous woman after all, poised in his arms as the music and their dance ended- more curvy and voluptuous than he'd ever imagined a real woman could ever be. Her tight, sleeveless black dress perfectly hugged her hips and midriff, though truth be to...