Mommy, mommy, mommy, Ch. 6

On the ride back to my condo Pete pointed out some points of interest along the way. I could tell he loved his town. He walked me to my door and told him how much I enjoyed the evening.

He was just about to leave when I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. His seemingly permanent 3-day old stubble, although it looked like he had shaved, tickled my lips, a new experience for me. My kiss surprised, and pleased, him.

Positively Patsy Part 35

The band members looked at me in amazement and one reporter said “Drake I have heard of, he beat the Spanish Armada, but who is this Reece.” I told them that Richard Reece was a mate aboard one of Drakes ships when Drake was a privateer.

Nancy takes part in a rescue

Desirée Anatole Debois was seeking a husband, and as a result of that a really quite remarkable chain of events occurred. Desirée was the sole owner of Human Resources PLC, a massive corporation that designed and manufactured androids initially with a wide range of levels of sophistication. She was also the intellect that had created the company, known as HRPLC, and its products from nothing. A genius who was also pretty, though socially inept, she had never engaged in relationships other than professional ones with human beings. Her only meaningful social interactions were with the ever increasingly sophisticated androids she created.

Sarah had her own designs to work on. First step was leaning against the couch. I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I could feel the thump of her hip as she leaned and started talking to someone. “I need that thing you made.” “Because I’m short, and you’re sexy.” “I can’t.” Then I see her pants go sailing by, followed closely by a dark purple thong. Are thongs still sexy? “Because I’m naked. Now.” “Listen, Bree, if you help me have my first comfortable standing sex, I will pay you back.” “It’ll be a surprise. You know you can trust me.”

Part x of 6

 
Chapter 11
"Myra, that was an amazing performance!" Penny said in wonder. "Talk about take no prisoners! Who else could talk about the ancient Indus Valley civilizations and make it sing?"

"I did get a little carried away."

Mother Daughter Bonding
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

"I don't know about this," I said. “It’s like Stan and Kevin might have the wrong idea about us. Just because we like dressing up as women now and again does not mean we are gay, or anything like that. I'm straight, just like you Dad.”

"Sure," my dad replied, but did I sense a little uncertainty? "It’s just a fantasy thing. We have to explain that to them. It’s a release mechanism. I used to do it before I was married, and well, since your mother died, I just slipped back into old habits.”

The gymnasium was filled to the brim with costumed revelers. Kendalgroves Jr. High School annual Halloween celebration was in full swing with all the students dancing their cares away as the DJ was playing the latest pop hits. The room gym had been decorated in full Halloween style, with spooky glow in the dark skeletons hanging from invisible strings and plastic bats too. And in the center there could be a strange attraction.

Locked in

Author’s note: this one of those stories that seriously mutated as I was writing it. It went from a bleak horror story to something else entirely. I look forward to hearing what you guys think ....

“So, tell me about this dream.”

“Well, it starts with me getting into a cab, and this attractive woman asks to share the ride. I say yes, and we go, but then she blows some kind of smoke in my face and everything spins. Then I find myself lying in a bed, I’m naked, and I can't move.”

“You are restrained?”

It's All About Reputation

The three friends sat around Jim’s living room. The three amigos’, as they called themselves, were as unlikely a group of friends that can be imagined.

Cary gets past his initial embarrassment to make some new friends during a fun educational program at his mom’s place of employment during bring-your-child-to-work day.

CHAPTER 29
I handed the hammer back to Nell, setting the frame as square as I could. It was only the second we had placed by the stairs, but it was a good one. Pat had set her timer to capture all four of us at the top of Carnedd Llywelyn, sun brightly shining and our jackets covered in lumps of snow from our silliness with axes and polythene survival bag. Just down from that picture, three of us grinned on top of Y Garn. The sunlight in the photos could do nothing to illuminate the staircase, but the memories did exactly that. Nell chuckled.

“What’s funny, love?”

“Just thinking, yeah? Climbing pictures, next to stairs. Fits!”