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Oh Wicked Wanda Chapter 3

My First Love… A True Story… Wanda goes back to work.

A light, gentle breeze was coming off the Thames River, and the warm sun on my face felt good. I felt good. No, I felt fanfuckingtastic. Life was good. In five short days, my life had changed dramatically. Some things hadn’t changed, I was still in the Navy, stationed at the Naval Submarine Base in New London, Connecticut. I was still eighteen and three thousand miles from home. Thinking...Read On

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The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 3

Follow up to The Blind Girl in the Rain (read first)

I was sat behind my desk when the call came. "What?" I shouted down the phone, "You mean now?" I jumped up with a mixture of surprise, delight, fear, and anticipation. At that exact moment, Janet walked through the door with one of the pool girls. I stared at her wide-eyed and scared witless. She put a hand to her mouth when she realized what was happening. Dropping everything on the desk,...Read On

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Dear John -- Part 15 of 15

Déjà vu all over again.

CHAPTER 43 Déjà vu all over again. Randell was a big guy but today he was a pussy. He didn’t faint like Mort almost did, but he was nervous. Oh my, he was nervous! I had to allow that in his case he had reason to be. Both his mother and his sister had had miscarriages in what were supposed to be routine hospital deliveries. He was mortally afraid that he might have inherited some...Read On

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Dear John--part 14 of 15

“No one can resist generosity forever.” (Voltaire)

CHAPTER 40 “So you talked to Sam,” said Owen. “Yes, like you commanded me to,” said Abigail. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory. “And,” he said. “He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look. “Okay, anything else?” he said. “And he no longer has any respect for me and...Read On

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The Dreamers: Part 3

A Love story about a boy and the girl from his Dreams.

The Northern night sky slowly rotated above us inside the great astronomical dome of the Magellan Planetarium as the audience sat listening to the astronomer in residence as he talked about all things universal and our place in it. The auditorium was packed for his monthly lecture and I had been lucky enough to get a seat to the rear, and I sat there listening intently as he turned to...Read On

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Dear John--part 13 of 15

Among humans it is always self-interest which rules.

CHAPTER 37 They say timing is everything. Well, I guess that’s so. But, the timing can be either good or not good. It was real bad in the Hindu Kush, and, depending on one’s perspective, my latest foray into the matter of timing could be seen either way. I knew Harriet had delivered my message to the clan Cord. I’d thanked her profusely for that. And then I decided to make my...Read On

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Dear John--part 12 of 15

Only biblical Job had it worse and maybe not even him.

CHAPTER 34   I couldn’t believe it. The woman was deliberately figuring out ways to hurt me. If not by her words then her influence with the children, I was being cut out of their lives. I knew the children, the twins for sure, wouldn’t actually realize it, or believe me if I pointed such out; but it was a dead-mortal-lead-pipe cinch that that was exactly what Abigail Cord was doing....Read On

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Embers (Chorus- Chapter 3)

Clever Weather.

The world is blanketed in a thick layer of snow, sounds from outside muted and the atmosphere inside contained and calm as I lie with her soft warmth wrapped in my arms, curled in her bed. It took me a moment to find her bedroom, but once there I felt… at home… the little nymph encircling me, her legs claiming mine and her hand coveting my chest in slumber. She is wonderfully peaceful when...Read On

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Ignite (Chorus- Chapter 2)

The Slow Burn Ignites

  I eventually press myself away slightly, the heavy thumping of my heart becoming overwhelming and the tingling of my lips disconcerting. His fervour is something I've never experienced before and I think I like it. He lets me gently slip back, though still cradling me in his lap. His hand comes up to cup my cheek and I close my eyes, feeling embarrassment flush my cheeks again, as he...Read On

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Call Him

Melissa and Greg Find Love

For months my sister Melissa had been telling me all about a guy she knew. She was obsessed with him. They were both single when they first met at their place of work. They worked together for some years until he left for a new job. They were less than friendly at work; actually, they despised each other, she had told me, often conspicuously turning their heads away from each other as...Read On

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Resurrection. The Resurgence

“A man does what he must in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures. That is the basis of all human mortality.” Winston Churchill I have been in the room for three days. Observation, I am told, but I feel fine or so I thought. Casey, my night nurse, strolled into my room. She always came to see me for a few minutes before her shift started. I...Read On

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Chorus

Slow burner

I see her every Friday. Sitting in the front row, her shoulders straight, her music held in front of her, watching the conductor without concession, her focus complete. Eve. Her auburn hair pinned in a elegant twist over her shoulder, the strong, sweet line of her jaw set and the sound she makes… it would damn near melt your heart to hear her sweet, pure soprano reverberate around the room....Read On

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The default option II

The next day at work Callie seemed her old self again. We were scheduled together and she chatted happily, and when work ended she said, “I think we’ve had enough high culture for a while.” “Oh?” “Mood’s changed.” “Again?” She smiled, “Oh, don’t mind me. I’m just grumpy sometimes.” “Where to?” “Well, how’d you like to go bowling?” “Huh?” She laughed and said, “I love bowling....Read On

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Little Dog and Mrs. Drake

Rosalia found the dog right around mid-afternoon a couple miles past the iron scorpion. The studio was in the garage stall of an old service station. The doors were open and the space was full of scrap metal and half-finished sculptures. Everything smelled like burnt iron. It was a hundred and five but he was leaning over welding one chunk of scrap to another. She didn’t want to shout over...Read On

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The default option I

I had been on the job for a month when she started. We filed into the small meeting room at our disposal one hour Monday mornings and Ben said, “Okay, peons…” “Pee off on the peon crap,” said Harriet. “Yeah, you make, what? 55 cents more an hour than we do, so don’t get above yourself, friend,” said Fiona. “You tell’im, Miss Mtotwa,” Harriet joined in, and she and Fiona high fived. ...Read On

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Meeting Ron

I travel to Lyn's place to meet Ron and get a couple of big surprises

The story until now. Lyn and I had just returned from the US. During our trip, we had gained a new friend and lover Julie who was also a barefoot water skier. Julie had returned to Australia with us on the pretext that I would coach her in her sport. I was looking forward to it. On our return journey, Lyn had announced to me that she had met a friend, Ron. She had asked me for my...Read On

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Late Flowering Lust

Paris … ah Paris … he had been in love with the city since that magical day in April fifty five years before when he had stepped off the train at the Gare du Nord and walked out of the station into the bustle of the busy streets of the capital. He was a country born and had lived all his life on his father’s farm and his mother had decided that now he was sixteen it was time he saw something...Read On

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Private Seiger

The story of Private Seiger's women and his one true love.

The year was 1943. German troops were in Paris, Warsaw, Rome and were advancing toward Kursk in the Soviet Union. American troops were fighting the Nazi's in Europe as well as the Japanese on Guadalcanal. WWII was raging with no end in sight. At home, everyone did their best to keep their spirits up. Rosie the Riveter was on the assembly line welding and riveting munitions for victory....Read On

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The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 2

Follow up to The Blind Girl in the Rain (read first)

Part 2: Rumours and Visions. "There is always someone for each of us they say and you'll be my someone forever and a day. I could search the whole world over until my life is through but I know I'll never find another you. It's a long, long journey so stay by my side. When I walk through the storm you'll be my guide, be my guide. If they gave me a fortune my pleasure would be small and I...Read On

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Eyes Only For Emma

Lonely Dan stunned by Emma's beauty,gets chance to aid her, and gets her warm gratitude

The man and woman at the corner table in the hotel dining room were clearly arguing. The man's swarthy face showed some exasperation as he waved a finger in the air. The woman, with black, shoulder length hair, and slender from Dan's rear view, pointed an occasional finger as she responded. Low tones ensured they attracted no attention from nearer tables. Dan Tiernan turned away, not...Read On

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Whirlwind- Chapter 2

A penthouse rendezvous

The way he looks at me makes my whole body tingle. His deep green eyes can see everything. He never seems to miss a thing when he’s watching me. "I'm not wanting to scare you, but I want you. I want you so much I might have to take you on the floor,” he murmurs, his hands moving around my waist as the door behind me opens. I feel my skin flush and I see the corners of his lips turn up into...Read On

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Resurrection. The Beginning

So, this is what it feels like to get your ass kicked.

I've done terrible things in my life. I’ve betrayed friends and turned my back on those that were close to me. Your life doesn't truly flash before your eyes, that's all bullshit. It's the regrets that haunt you. No, it's your sins. The ones you let down, the ones you failed. Heart monitor softly beeping ______/\_______/\_______/\____ The fog lifted from my head, I recognized...Read On

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Oh Wicked Wanda Chapter 2

My first Love… A True Story… Continues

I sat at the kitchen table, the smell of fresh Colombian coffee wafting up from the cup in my hands. I realized it was a little cold as I sat there naked. I had just spent most of the last twelve hours in bed with the gorgeous redhead sitting across from me. "In bed” doesn’t begin to describe the events that took place the previous night. It had been the most incredible sex I ever had. It...Read On

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A Story Of Two Brothers

Winners, they say, are born. It is not just a question of the right combination of genes that combine to create the particular physical or mental abilities, but a special quality of self belief bordering on arrogance at times, and the willingness to take risks when prudence would suggest caution. The other side of the coin is that apparent losers too, appear to be born that way even if they...Read On

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A cat called Frog, Chapter Four and Final

We're all going there together, David, all the way

Over dinner, I was asked what I intended to do about a bigger house and I replied that, in all honesty, I didn't have a clue. "What about the old mill, darling?" Karen's father looked up and smiled, "Perfect." "We own an old flour mill just outside the village. It hasn't been a working mill for over fifty years, so it's fair to say it needs some work." "How much?" I asked. "I think...Read On

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A cat called Frog, Chapter three

You've sold it haven't you?

The pub was packed solid most of the early session as if the customers needed to make up for missing a whole day's drinking time. We were rushed off our feet, but as always, we managed and we walked round to my flat at five o'clock. "When are you going to look for a place?" she asked me. "I look all the time, you know when I'm out and about, in the papers. I listen to people in the pub....Read On

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Whirlwind

The start of a whirlwind romance.

“Put this on,” he murmurs and his boyish sparkle glows brighter. “What is it?”  “A blindfold.” I lean away from him, narrowing my eyes.         “What do I need a blindfold for?” "The surprise. I promise you I’m not looking to have my wicked way with you… yet.” That slow promise in his voice in that single short word ‘yet’ sends resonating throbs of desire straight through me from my...Read On

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A cat called Frog, Chapter two

I want your cock in my mouth

Gary rang from the pub and asked if I was free to go with him to the brewery to get a few barrels in his four by four. "Their lorries can't even make it out Dave," he said, "And I won't get a delivery now until next week." "Sure." I said, "Will you pick me up here?" "Are you ready now?" he asked, "Yeah." "Right, give me five then walk to the main road, I'll get you there." "Okay." ...Read On

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A cat called Frog

Mum says my skirts are too short

The pub was quiet, very quiet, probably due to the heavy snow falling, people didn't want to go out and risk a broken leg by falling. There had been the usual early evening drinkers, the after work crowd, but then the snow had started and they'd all hurried off home. I was lucky, or unlucky in as much as I only lived in the next street to the pub, while Karen, the other barmaid that night...Read On

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The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 1.

Follow up to The Blind Girl in the Rain (read first)

THE BLIND GIRL IN THE SNOW Part 1. Another December. A different year. "Where is that wife of yours?" Janet hugged herself as she stood waiting next to the carrier on this bitterly cold Friday morning deep in the heart of Winter. Another heavy snowfall had left the landscape covered in shades of white as I turned back to the house with a knowing smile. "You know what she's like," I...Read On