The night was short and restless for everyone but Bam, everyone thinking about what had to happen with the skater. Silke woke up first, finding Bam and Ville entangled in each other, she sighed; sometimes she wondered if she should just let Ville go, let him be with Bam. She loved Bam too, but never as much as Ville seemed to. So the girl carefully got out...
The third and final part of my sequel to capecodmercury's story, "Nighttime Confessions" is contained herein. * Don sat in the conference room of his lawyer's office nervously waiting for Meg and her lawyer to show up. He fiddled with his list of things he wanted to go over with Meg one more time, specifically he wanted to address the kids and visitation....
It all started when we were going to stay at someone's house for a long weekend; the people who owned the house were going to be away for the whole time. My wife asked if she could invite another family to stay as there was plenty of room and our kids and theirs got on well, I agreed and it was all arranged but a couple of days before we were due to go the h...
The wife and I had two kids, and it had been years since we had gotten out for a night. We'd tried the babysitter thing, but it seemed there something about all of them that the wife had issues with. We couldn't even go out and enjoy a movie without her leaving to call home and check up on everything. Don't get me wrong here. I understand her concerns, but t...
I DO take requests. And a couple of weeks ago a reader sent me a complete plot. I worked on his story while I was finishing the much longer piece that I just posted (in Romance). And I am fully aware that this is a LW cliché so please don't waste your time pointing that out to me. It was actually an interesting writing challenge to make the story a little bi...
This is the second story featuring Carly, my former student. This delves into a fantasy that I've always had but—to this point-have yet to live out: The Wedding Gift. ***** I received the invitation in the mail, which was curious. I figured that I would be the last person that would be going to get an invitation, as Carly and I had been fucking quite freq...
I was in New Orleans waiting in line at the coffee shop near the convention center and noticed a familiar voice a few persons in front of me. I couldn't place it and being hundreds of miles from home it made me curious. Finally as the man turned to leave with his order I recognized a face from my past. It was an older version of a college dorm mate and frien...
I hate it, when she answers my question with a question. Without thinking, she does it every fucking time. No matter what the question is or the answer she answers my question with a question. She does it for everything. Megan, what's for dinner? Does it look like I cooked? Megan, where do you want the chair moved to? Harold, where did I say I wanted it?...
John walked into the doctor's office and sat down. "So...Mr. Evans...tell me about your problem." Susan said. "Well I'm not exactly sure that the problem is mine doctor." John said. "Then whose problem is it?" Susan asked. "I'm pretty sure that the problem is my wife's...or rather her friends'." John said. "Then why are you here instead of them?" Susan...
A personal note: I have two unfinished stories; "Love in the Cross Hairs", and "Revelations". I told those who complained an old computer crashed and I thought I lost chapter five to "Love". That's been found, and once I reread the first chapters I'll see it through. About "Revelations". My decision to pursue that story had been ill founded. 'Finish the Da...