Barely a month after my 16th birthday, my friend Janet was spending the night over. She is taller than I am by a few inches with lovely long blond hair flowing down either side of her face. My older brother George was dating her. He had been out of school for a short time and…
NOTE: Please read Chapter 1 if you have not already done so…otherwise, this story will not make as much sense…Thanks…and sorry for the delay… I had thought about it long and hard before I picked up the phone and called my cousin Nick back. If you recall, he had spoke to Marcy while I was…
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A few days ago, I went to my father’s office, to ask him for a favor. I wanted him to take me and Mom out for dinner. It was their twentieth anniversary, and if I couldn’t change things it was going to be their last. I told his administrative assistant that I needed to talk…
Mike was 18 years old, too old to be eating cold breakfast cereal, he thought, but his mother didn’t feel like cooking him oatmeal this morning. Instead, she was lazing in bed, putting off getting up until she absolutely had to. He was just drinking down the last of the milk when both of his…
Chapter 1 I’m almost an adult, by that I mean that while I am an adult by law, my last birthday I was twenty-one, I’m still in college so I don’t feel quite like an adult yet out on my own working and living alone. I’m still a year away as I start my senior…
The Holiday – part 1 The limousine pulled into the driveway. The girls fumbled about to find their shoes while the driver patiently held the door open. I stepped out into the warm summer evening and discretely handed him a tip. “Come along ladies”, I said. “The Champagne is not getting any colder.” They stepped…
My head ached something fierce the nextmorning. It took me a long time to get out of bed, and even longer to shower. It was almost noon when I came out into the sitting room. Mom was in the kitchenette, fixing soup and sandwiches. Only it wasn’t Mom. It was the sex kitten my brothers…
It was a particularly fine day, late one summer. I was returning home from work after a stressful day. Traffic was bad to say the least and knowing that my daughter was planning to meet her girlfriends for the evening and that I would be late, I decided to ring home to let her know…
I was twenty-four years old. Not too long out of college and my life was not going very well. I just broke up with my girlfriend of three years. The girl that I thought was “the one.” Hell, I was looking for an engagement ring for crying out loud. So needless to say, I was…
Now that more, perhaps most, of mymemories had returned, I had an idea. With great effort, and several failed attempts, I transported myself to the Homelands. But not to the court. To a clearing in the middle of the woods, where a humble stone cottage with a thatched roof sat tucked far away from everything….
Heading down the stairs back to myoffice, I ran into Mom. She was wearing a black dress suitable for an upscale social event. At least, it might have been if not for the fact that it was entirely too skimpy up top to be worn without something either beneath or on top of it. The…
The memory of my weekend in Leicestershire continued to arouse me whenever I looked back at just how Jill had been. We started an online chat and I learnt a lot more about her as a result. As I had expected, she was bisexual but didn’t have a preference and just took what she fancied…
I tried locating Mom after that. Itworked much easier than the time I’d spied on Liz. Almost instantly, I sensed who was fucking her. All six of them. Jack and Mark. Vince and Ishmail. Todd and Dom. Letting out a dejected sigh, I severed the link, or dismissed the supernatural connection, or hung up, or…
I saw at the hotel bar, staring at my watch. By 8:20, I was starting to worry that maybe Iva wasn’t coming. The waiter came by to check on me and I was about to ask for the check instead of a second beer when I saw Iva from across the room. She wore a…
A knock came at the door to my parents’bedroom. I groaned in protest. “Go away,” I whispered, too softly for whoever it was to hear. Mom smiled, touched her hand to my face tenderly. “We can’t stay in here all day.” “Yeah,” I said, pulling one of her curvy legs over my waist and running…