Flowers
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Sarah McKinney loved flowers. Take a walk down Lakeland Street almost any morning or afternoon and you would find Sarah in the yard tending her zinnias, chrysanthemums and marigolds under the old maple tree in the front, or pruning or fertilizing her roses in the back yard. Besides her flowers, she also tended a number of foliage plants and there were shrubs and bushes of several varieties. Her yard was the envy of the neighborhood and neighbors would often ask her advice on planting and...
FLOWERS by dkb Amy walked down the street with her menfolk. Little Tommy sat astride her shoulders, holding on to her forehead, little lord of all he surveyed. He was still a constant delight to her, even after three years of being a mum. He was a paradox, clumsy, helpless and dependent and yet also supremely confident, as if everything was there for him and nothing could possibly go wrong. Oh, he cried sometimes, when something startled him or when he hurt himself. But he could...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: August 9, 2010) Chapter 2 - Tonight with Sarah Carerra The next few days passed slowly, but I was glad for the calm that had settled after the concert was over. It was a good break from the full- throttle schedule that I had been...
Before I continued with this story of mine, I originally wrote this story of mine as an entry in a competition held by a fellow member on a website, which I have joined and regularly visited. Actual Story: A number of years ago, I was invited by my case worker to go on a trip to a conference regarding issues for people with disabilities. Now the catch was that I was not able to go by myself, hence the reason why I was provided with a carer. This conference was in Adelaide South...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: ) Chapter 10 - Win a Dinner Date with Sarah Carerra Scott caught us before we left the building, and he looked a little anxious. "Before you go," he addressed me. "I'd like to invite you and your parents over to my house for...
Crows nettled on the two poled wooden fence on the farm. The stared at the scarecrow, then to the freshly plowed dirt with seeds in the lines. One cawed loudly at the unnerving but lifless Scarecrow. One started flying, heading toward the feild. Before it could even land it was cut in half and fell to the ground, it's lower half twitching. The weapon that killed the creature was stuck in the wooden fence. A rusty sickle with fresh blood dripping from the blade. The rest of the crows took...
The rattle of the engine caught the girl’s attention. When the power steering squealed, and brakes screeched, Cathy Lyman peeked through the blinds. She saw the Sheriff’s clunker pickup sitting in their circle drive. Her daddy got out of the passenger door, walking with a quick ginger step, when on his left foot. Earl Lyman leaned against the Sheriff for support. His left leg didn’t appear to enjoy supporting his body. Cathy took a deep breath, ‘Is Daddy hurt?‘ she ran to the door, flung it...
I am a fifty-six-year-old man that had a very bad stroke and I am now, virtually paralysed and in a wheelchair. I had a very severe stroke when I was in my early forties. Now, I can 'just' talk, and I can 'just' use my left hand and arm. I suppose it's about 10% on a good day. The rest of my muscles are fucked!I live on my own. I am very slim (with a flat stomach) and very healthy. I have a full head of shoulder-length grey and dark blonde hair and stubble. My penis, just under...
ExhibitionismOh! I am very, very happy with the way I am and my life. Two main things have happened since my stroke, I was quite horny before but now I am unbelievably horny and I am very happy-go-lucky. I think that's one of the main reasons why both carers have been with me for over ten years, as they see me as quite easy and carefree. I have two main carers that share the week between them. Niki and Fran. They come in three times a day. To get me up, make breakfast and other stuff. Make my tea and...
ExhibitionismFlowers for Alison Dear Diary, I cant believe I got picked! I'm so excited, I could just .... but I guess I need to back up a bit, since these entries will be read by the docs, I better start at the beginning, and introduce myself. I'm Alison Charles, and I'm getting too close to fifty years old. Oh yeh, I'm also transgendered. Girl brain stuck in male body, and brother, it sucks, big time. Especially since I would never pass well enough to transition. Which is why I...
Flowers for Chad by Lenal [Content Note: This is, by far, the darkest story I've written, and contains themes of gender dysphoria, bigotry, degradation, and identity death. Apologies to Daniel Keyes for this one.] THIS FILE IS PROPERTY OF THE JUNO INSTITUTE. ACCESS IS RESTRICTED TO PROJECT TIRESIAS SUPERVISORS. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS IS PROHIBITED AND WILL RESULT IN PHYSICAL AND MENTAL PENALTIES. RESEARCHER'S NOTE: Attached is a text transcript of the Electronic Diary for Patient...
During the weeks which followed Sarah and Michael became lovers. Although they could only see each other on Friday evenings, each looked forward to it all week. Michael would bring her flowers, sometime a fresh bouquet and sometimes a potted plant which Sarah would place in her kitchen window or transplant to her garden. They began going to dinner together at small out-of-the-way restaurants where they were not likely to encounter anyone that either knew. Although they often ended up in a...
Michael tired several times over the next few weeks to contact Sarah. He send flowers with notes asking to see her. He went by her house, but she refused to answer the door. He called but she did not answer. Finally one evening, he dialed her number as he had done scores, perhaps hundreds of times since that fateful night. After several rings he was almost ready to hang up when the receiver on the other end was picked up. "McKinney residence." "Sarah, it's Michael, please don't hang...
Michael stood by the car about half way down the block from the McKinney residence. Todd Masters, one of the older frat brothers was behind the wheel. "Okay, plebe, there she is working in those flowers of hers." Michael was a bit taken aback. When Bell had made the comment that the older woman was not bad looking, Michael had thought he was being facetious, that the McKinney woman would be haggard and ugly. Actually just the reverse was true. Sure, he thought, she was obviously in late...
CAREGIVER by Natalie Finn Part I "Everything is determined, the beginning as well as the end, by forces over which we have no control. It is determined for the insect, as well as for the star. Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper." - Albert Einstein Family tragedies and flying objects Our family histories, the stories of our parents and their parents, do much to shape our early beginnings...
Author’s Note: There is no sex in this story. If that’s what you’re looking for, read one of my other stories. A special thanks to blackrandl1958 for organizing this event, and for editing this story. You’re a doll. Thank you, also, to my other editor and friend, Pixel the Cat and all my fantastic betas: Laura Lun, BarryJames1952, Spyauth, sbrooks103x, and stev2244. To my dearest friends MsCherylTerra, for coming up with the ending, and to Bebop3, who was so invested in the story that he...
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IncestDavid Bell, the frat president had indeed been taken aback when Michael showed up saturday night with the panties in hand and Todd was there to verify his story. Begrudgingly he congratulated the handsome plebe. The other boys had all struck out. "And you really got into her pants?" Michael smiled and nodded. Actually it wasn't a lie. As he was carrying the panties back to the car he had put them in his pocket where they had inadvertently turned inside out. So when he pulled them out to...
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Sarah bolted through the exit and into the night air, tears streaming down her face, unable to contain the sobs which signaled her heartbreak. The tears clouding her eyes and the devastation her concentration, she hurriedly turned the corner her only aim to escape the embarrassment and shame of being unceremoniously dumped by her date at her senior prom. So it was understandable when she collided with a man headed in the opposite direction. Keith Morgan, thirty-two and single, was in town...
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Someone Who Cares By Efin Copyright 2015 Efin Publications All rights reserved This book is a complete work of fiction. Any possible similarity to another work is completely coincidental and unintentional. Many events and descriptions are taken from the author's real life experiences and changed to suit the story but everything in this book is complete fiction. This...
Hello Friends This is Sarma,38, currently based in Hyderabad. This incident that I am about to recount happened some five years ago. At that time I used to live in New York with business interests in Kakinada. I used to travel to India every few months, usually short arduous and busy trips. In January 2011 I came to Kakinada and straightaway dived into our business with my local partner. Business was expanding and my partner just set up a new office on the top floor of a three-floor new...
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The Golden Needles of Madam Chu I awoke to the stygian blackness that told our caveman ancestors that there were things in the dark waiting to devour them without a second thought; the kind of darkness that awakens our primal fears and leaves us shaking and dripping in sweat. As I gasped in a breath to release a scream unheard of since the time of dinosaurs, my breath caught in my throat, as a scent entered my nose. I choked on my unreleased scream as I recognized that scent; I was...
In the past year I had taken my fist dog with him and his friend and had now was regularly doing dog with him and his friends nearly once a week and had done so with 4 different dogs to date. Although he wasn’t my first, I’d accepted scat play in the middle of the year again from him and his mates in our mini orgies where he’d invite 2 or 3 of them over and I’d engaged as a scat slave with eight of his friends (not all at the same time), during those games, which again were almost weekly...