Author's note -- Minimal sex, and nothing graphic. Work. Work. Work. It's what you do when your fiancé is halfway around the world. Chapter 26 -- Hiding in Clouds One nice thing about wealth is the ability to throw money at a problem, til it sinks. From my first meeting in the Nashua Alderman's Board, I had been going slowly crackers. Through long experie...
I carefully lifted the huge beer, the size of a two-liter soda bottle - and heavier still from the thick glass mug it had been poured into. I'd seen some of the male staff in the bar carry them one-handed - with some effort - but not me. No, not sickeningly petite Annabeth, whose hands were even smaller than one would think for a five-foot-tall girl who did...
Benjamin Coleman watched with unhidden glee as his father pulled out of their driveway, carefully manoeuvring the vehicle around the hedge that acted as their front fence. As the vehicle peeled out of sight, Ben pumped his fist and yelled in triumph, the house was his for the next three days and he could do what he wanted, when he wanted and how he wanted to...
I guess I should probably start by pointing out that the following picks up a little over a year after the events of "A First Timer's Tale". If you didn't read it already, don't. No, seriously. Just don't. No reason to inflict that tale of some awkward as hell first time tail on yourself unless literary masochism is your kink. Just skip the next two paragrap...
And it's pretty amazing" Jeremy was saying to Sheila and Simone as they relaxed in the Cooper's sunny living room, "Noemie, who I'd always been kind of in awe of— She has a wicked sense of humor!" Noemie smiled. She was a little heavy, butt-wise, but had nice boobs and gorgeous amber hair and twinkling eyes. Sheila noticed sort of a tough look about...
Angel... Please get well. The Session After entering the dungeon, I removed my cowboy hat and hung it on a peg on the wall. Judy's was still on the back seat of my car. I told Judy to turn and face me, which she promptly did, the bandanna blindfold still in place. With my right hand I grasped the left lapel of the duster and gave it a hard yank. The flash...
Dear Faithful Readers - Please join Constance and her new friend, Arnold, as they face many challenges in reviving an historic B&B deep in the redwood forest in California. ***** Constance and Her B&B - Part 1 - A Writer's Retreat There were moments, like today, with the book showing only one reservation, that Constance wondered about foolish women who to...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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 are...
I originally thought my idea to get the girls to go camping with us, probably for the last time as a family, was a good one. I guess it was an attempt on my part to reminiscence of days past when the kids were little and we all had such a great time enjoying nature and just being together as a family. But the girls were both in college and things had change...
FIRST CONTACT Oedipus "Fast Eddie" Cronejammer felt the icy wind against his neck as he waited for the transport vehicle. So far he had waited 20 minutes, and nothing. He leaned back against the side of the deserted shop, which was composed of crumbling red bricks and a broken picture window featuring decapitated manikins - in other words about what you mig...