Second Chances Chapter 23 La Vie en Rose
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Chapter 1
Jim awoke the following morning to sunlight streaming into the bedroom window. When he turned over he found an empty place in the bed beside him. He saw a note pinned to the pillow.
‘Good morning sweetheart,
I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed last night. You are a wonderful and caring lover. You were sleeping so nice that I didn’t want to wake you. Give me a call when you get up sleepyhead!
Love J’
Jim fell back on the pillow with a smile on his face. She certainly had it wrong about who was the caring lover he thought. When he turned and looked at the clock, his smile faded as his eyes fell on a picture of Sally. A cloud of overwhelming guilt suddenly enveloped him. He closed his eyes and sighed then looked at the clock. It was already 11 am on Sunday morning. He would normally have been at Sally’s gravesite for his weekly visit by this time.
Jim got up, his muscles aching and his head still buzzing from his alcoholic binge. He dressed quickly and hurried downstairs. He stopped at a table that held the many photos of Sally and picked up a locket that Sally had often worn. Inside was a photo of Sally and him taken not long after they were married. It was the two of them, cheek to cheek, squeezed into one of those cheap carnival photo machines.
As Jim stood there looking at the locket, a feeling like he had never experienced before came over him. It was a feeling of warmth and comfort, like everything was going to be okay. He suddenly knew what he had to do.
With the locket in his hand Jim left the house for the cemetery. He stopped at a roadside flower stand like he did every Sunday and picked up a bouquet of flowers.
It was a beautiful mid-September morning when Jim stepped out of the car. He looked around at the still green trees, their leaves not yet showing any hint of the fall season that was just around the corner. There was a gentle breeze rustling the leaves and the sun was shinning brightly in the crystal blue sky.
Jim walked on weak legs up a grassy knoll to Sally’s grave. This was the place that Jim had come every week since Sally had died. It was his place of solace, a place he could talk with Sally, his light in his darkest hours.
Jim held the flowers in his hand and opened the locket to look at the photo again. He felt comfortable here, his little talks with Sally always left him feeling better. But today the emotions were somehow different. There was a strange feeling surrounding him, sad but yet happy, almost like this wasn’t his place anymore.
Suddenly from out of nowhere, Jim was surrounded by thousands of colorful butterflies, flapping their wings in a frenzy of activity. Jim couldn’t help but smile.
Then almost in unison, they landed on the grass around him, with the exception of one lone butterfly. It landed on the open locked Jim held in his hand. Jim gazed at the beautiful butterfly as it sat silently, slowly moved its wings. When the butterfly didn’t move, Jim knelt and placed the locket and flowers on the grave marker. When he stood back up, the butterfly flew from the locket and as if by some unheard signal, all the other butterflies flew back into the air in a whirlwind of color.
Jim watched in amazement as the kaleidoscope of color moved again in unison, floating on the gentle breeze, climbing toward the top of a large oak tree. Soon they were so high that they disappeared in the blue September sky. Strangely with the movement of the butterflies Jim felt his guilt lift from him like a blanket, his heart soaring on the breeze that carried them away. He turned, leaving the locket and flowers on the grave and began to walk back down the hill. As he passed an old couple that he often saw at the cemetery he said, ‘Did you see all those beautiful butterflies?’
The old couple looked at him and shook their heads. ‘Butterflies?’ The old man said. ‘I don’t think there are many butterflies around this time of the year.’
‘Oh really?’ Jim said in surprise and looked one last time above the oak tree at the empty sky. He thought he saw one lone butterfly hover atop the tree then disappear. He smiled at the old couple and said goodbye and walked away, feeling an exuberance that he hadn’t felt in years. Everything was going to be alright now.
Chapter 2
Jim went home and packed up all of the memorabilia of Sally from around the house. He left a menagerie of pictures on the wall but otherwise everything went carefully into an oak hope chest of Sally’s in a spare bedroom. Then Jim called Jenny.
‘Hi sweety,’ he said with exuberance in his voice.
‘Hi,’ Jenny answered brightly, ‘you sound excited.’
‘It’s been a very good day. I was wondering if you had time for dinner tonight?’
‘Certainly,’ Jenny answered. ‘I know a quiet little Italian restaurant not far from here if you’re interested?’
‘That would be great. I’ll be over at seven.’
Jim arrived a little early and was surprised to see Katie answer the door.
‘Hi Jim,’ Katie said and hugged Jim, kissing him lightly on the lips. ‘Jenny’s still getting ready, come on in.’
Jim was a little surprised at the kiss since he really didn’t know Katie that well. What he did know about her he liked. She seemed to be a sweet girl, if a little shy, or so he thought. Jim could still smell her fresh scent of soap, shampoo and a hint of lilacs. She smelled good.
Katie took Jim’s hand and led him into the living room.
Jenny had told Katie all about Jim and what had happened this weekend. She and Jenny told each other just about everything. Katie knew that Jenny liked Jim a lot and she felt the same way. She thought he was a much better match for Jenny then those other sex toys Jenny liked.
Jim watched Jenny’s pretty friend as she led him into the living room. He was a little surprised that she was wearing only a man’s long sleeved button down shirt and nothing much else. The shirt covered her butt but just barely. Jim began to wonder if she even had panties on.
‘Can I get you a beer or something?’
‘I think I’ve had enough alcohol for awhile,’ Jim said with a chuckle. ‘How about a coke?’
‘Coming up,’ Katie said as she went into the kitchen.
‘So how come you’re not out with Jerry tonight,’ Jim asked as he watched Katie get a beer and coke out of the refrigerator.
‘Jerry’s out of town for a few days. I’m just going to relax tonight,’ Katie said as she went to the cabinet to get a couple of glasses.
When Katie reached up, her shirt pulled up, revealing her panty covered ass to Jim. Well that answers that question Jim thought. He sat there and admired Katie’s strong thighs and well proportioned ass as she stood on tiptoes. Jim shook his head and looked away. It seemed like he was thinking of sex every second of the day now.
Katie brought in the coke for Jim and a beer for her then sat on the other end of the sofa from him. She curled her legs under her. Jim took a drink of his coke, his eyes moving almost immediately to Katie’s exposed thighs. He could clearly see the crotch of her panties. In spite of his conscience, he felt a stirring in his pants. When he looked up, his face flushed as he saw Katie looking directly at him. She had a little smile on her face.
Jim watched in total amazement as Katie deliberately spread her thighs wider. Jim’s face turned three shades of red as his eyes opened wide. He looked from Katie’s exposed panties to her smiling face. His heart began to pound in his chest.
Fortunately at that moment, Jenny came down the stairs.
‘Has Katie been entertaining you,’ Jenny said, startling Jim as she walked up behind him.
‘Uh…yea…we were just talking,’ Jim said with one last look at Katie’s exposed thighs. Jim stood up quickly when she made no move to cover up.
‘Wow, you look great,’ Jim said as he noticed Jenny for the first time.
Jenny was wearing a pleated
black skirt and a pink, tight pullover jersey with a turtleneck and short sleeves. Her soft, round braless breasts were prominently displayed, her nipples plainly visible.
‘Thank you sweety. I thought we would just walk the couple of blocks to the restaurant,’ Jenny said as she kissed Jim, pressing her soft breasts to his chest. ‘Mmmm, you’re excited to see me already,’ Jenny said as she felt Jim’s almost hard cock.
‘Uh…yes, we had better get going,’ Jim said embarrassed that Jenny had felt his half cock pressing to her.
Jim and Jenny said goodbye to Katie and left for the restaurant.
The restaurant was delightful and the food delicious. Jim ordered a bottle of wine for Jenny but stuck to cokes for himself. They had a wonderful conversation, talking about their friends and their childhoods. Time flew and before they knew it dinner was done and a bottle of wine consumed by Jenny.
Jim had a big question to ask Jenny and knew that time was drawing short. ‘Jenny, I want to ask you something. I know that we haven’t known each other that long but I feel like I know you so well.
‘I feel the same way,’ Jenny said.
‘I meant what I said about loving you,’ Jim said sincerely.
‘I meant it too,’ Jenny answered and reached over and took Jim’s hand. ‘I love you Jim Lewis.’
‘Well, since we love each other, would you consider moving in with me?’ Jim said in a rush, afraid he wouldn’t get it out before his voice gave out.
‘Wow…uh…I uh…I don’t know Jim,’ Jenny said at a loss for words. ‘This is so sudden.’
‘You don’t have to answer me now, just tell me you will think about it.’
‘Okay, but there is a lot you don’t know about me Jim,’ Jenny said thinking about her sex drive and her sexual partners.
‘I want to learn all about you Jenny.’
‘I’ll think about it,’ Jenny said and squeezed Jim’s hand, not sure he really knew what it meant when he said he wanted to learn about her.
They left the restaurant and walked back home, Jim’s arm around Jenny’s waist, holding her close, a slight chill in the night air.
When they reached home, they stopped on the front porch. Jim wrapped Jenny in his arms and kissed her lips, their bodies pressing tightly together. Jim could already feel his cock becoming erect as Jenny pressed her crotch into his. He reached down and grabbed her ass and pulled her tight and moaned.
‘Wait here,’ Jenny said pushing Jim down on the front porch swing abruptly. ‘I’ll get us something to drink.’
Jim moaned in frustration as he sat down.
As Jenny walked into the kitchen, she saw Katie getting a cup of hot tea.
‘How was your date?’ Katie asked.
‘It was great but…’ Jenny stopped.
‘But what?’
‘Jim wants me to move in with him.’
‘Oh,’ Katie said. ‘Are you going to?’
‘I don’t know. I love him but I don’t want to give up all the fun I am having right now. You know what I mean?’
‘Yea, Rick, Jack, Ray etc.,’ Katie said with a smile.
‘Absolutely! You know how highly sexed I am. And what about you little miss hot pants. Exposing your crotch to my lover?
‘You know that was just teasing.’ Katie said.
‘I know and I loved it,’ Jenny said.
‘Well, what did you tell him?’
‘I said I would think about it. But right now I just need to get fucked,’ Jenny said with a sigh. Then she looked at her friend with that devious smile. ‘Hey, you want a little entertainment?’
‘What are you up too Jenny Bradford?’
‘Wait about ten minutes and come outside and you’ll see,’ Jenny said with lust in her eyes.
‘You are such a slut,’ Katie said with a laugh.
‘I know.’
Jenny went back outside with her glass of wine and a drink for Jim. As she sat on Jim’s lap, she immediately brought her lips to his in a passionate kiss.
Jim was surprised at her lust but quickly opened his mouth and took her tongue in. He could feel his cock began to harden as she squirmed on his lap. Then he felt Jenny reach for his hand and bring it to her soft tit. He moaned as he felt her nipple harden under his touch. Quickly he moved his hand under her top.
Both of them moaned as Jim began to play with Jenny’s bare breast. He felt his excitement grow when Jenny pulled her shirt up and exposed her breast. He was a little uncomfortable out on the porch but he was too hot to think. Fortunately, with the exception of the light coming from the window, it was dark on the porch.
Jenny pulled Jim’s head to her exposed breast. She moaned as she felt his lips capture her hard nipple and begin to suck. She pulled his head tight to her and forced her tit hard into his mouth. Her ass squirmed on his hard cock.
‘Oh God Jim, you’re making me so hot. I need you’re cock. I want it in me now,’ Jenny moaned.
‘Oh God baby, let’s go to my place.’
‘No,’ Jenny almost screamed. ‘I can’t wait that long. I want it now. I can feel your hard cock pushing on my ass. I want you to fuck it baby. I want you to fuck my ass right now.’
‘Oh my God Jenny, we can’t, not here,’ Jim said then realized what Jenny had said. ‘You want me to fuck you in the ass?’ he asked with a shaking voice.
‘Yes, I want your hard cock in my ass right now.’
‘We can’t do that here,’ Jim said in shock.
‘Yes we can,’ Jenny said as she reached beneath her and began to open Jim’s pants. She ignored Jim’s feeble attempts to stop her. Quickly she had his pants open and his hard cock sticking between her thighs. ‘Oh baby, look at that,’ she said and they both looked down. Jenny’s skirt was pulled up and Jim’s cock was squeezed between her soft thighs. There was a stream of clear juice running to her skin from the pulsing head.
Jim was surprised when he realized that Jenny didn’t have any panties on. He moaned as her soft thighs held him, squeezing his hot cock.
Jenny reached down and ran her finger across the drooling head. She covered the head in his slippery juice. Then she squeezed her thighs tight, forcing another large squirt of lubricant out of the piss slit. She smeared his juice over the smooth surface until it was shinny.
‘Now baby, put it in my ass,’ Jenny said and rose up and let Jim’s cock move to her tight little hole.
Jim moaned as he felt Jenny’s ass open over the head of his cock. He felt the tight ring grip his cock head, squeezing it like a vise.
‘Ohhhh!’ Jenny groaned as she slowly pressed down and began taking Jim’s cock head into her ass for the first time. Her ass was dry and resisted for a second but the lubricant began to work. The head slipped inside.
Jim was practically delirious with pleasure. He had never felt anything so wonderful. He could feel her warm hole suck him in as his cock went deeper and deeper. Jim couldn’t believe how warm and tight Jenny’s asshole was. God was there anything this woman wouldn’t do he thought.
Jenny was whimpering as she felt her lover’s cock move slowly into her body. His cock was smaller than Rick’s, which helped it slide in. His size made it a wonderful fit, it touched her in all the right places.
Both lovers moaned as Jenny’s ass cheeks moved down until they were pressed to Jim’s thighs. She had Jim’s entire cock in her asshole.
Jenny was sitting sideways, Jim’s cock deep in her ass, when the front door opened and Katie walked out in her bathrobe, carrying a cup of hot tea.
Jenny quickly pulled her skirt down over her thighs, covering their sexual parts. She knew that Katie had seen her tit as she pulled her top over her breast. Now it looked like Jenny was simply sitting on Jim’s lap.
Jim was mortified. What was he going to do? His cock was inside Jenny’s ass. How were they going to get out of this fix? ‘Oh I’m sorry,’ Katie said as she stepped out onto the porch. ‘I didn’t know anyone was out here,’ she lied. ‘I’m not disturbing you am I?’
‘Uh…no…uh we were just…just enjoy
ing the evening,’ Jenny said, trying not to giggle. She sat still on Jim’s cock, her excitement growing by the second.
Jim was practically going mad. His cock should have been shrinking but with Jenny’s asshole pulsing around it, it stayed as hard as a rock. He was hoping that Jenny would tell Katie to go away but when she didn’t say anything, he saw Katie sit on the steps, leaning against the railing, facing them.
Katie was trying not to smile. As she sat down, her white terry cloth bathrobe opened across her legs, revealing her smooth thighs almost to her bare pussy.
‘So how was dinner?’ Katie asked casually. Her casual act belied her dripping pussy. She didn’t really know what was happening under Jenny’s skirt but she was pretty sure that they were fucking.
‘It was…uh, uh…wonderful,’ Jenny said, her voice halting as her pussy throbbed and her asshole contracted.
‘You went to Angelo’s right?’
‘Yessss,’ Jenny almost moaned.
‘I love that place.’
‘Ohhh,’ Jenny finally moaned as a little tremor ran through her. She buried her face in Jim’s neck and whimpered quietly.
‘God Jenny,’ Jim whispered as he felt her ass begin to squeeze rhythmically on his cock.
‘Jenny’s hips began to move back and forth, almost imperceptibly.
Jim shivered as he felt Jenny’s tongue on his neck moving slowly toward his ear. When her mouth reached his ear Jim felt goose bumps all over his body and his cock throbbed. He could feel his swollen cock head being caressed by his lover’s ass. It was almost too much for him to bear.
‘God, I need to fuck,’ Jenny whispered into Jim’s ear.
Jim moaned and his hips bucked up slightly.
Jenny’s hips began to move in little circles. ‘Oh yes, fuck my ass,’ she said in a hoarse whisper but loud enough for Katie to hear.
Katie’s eyes opened wide when she realized that Jenny had Jim’s cock up her ass. She had always wanted to try anal sex but never found the right guy. She knew that Jenny loved to get fucked in the ass. Her own pleasure doubled now that she knew what the two lovers were really doing. She couldn’t believe the audacity of her friend.
‘Yes, yes,’ Jenny said as she rocked on Jim’s cock, her head buried in his neck again.
Jim was glad that Jenny’s head was blocking his view of Katie or she would have seen his lust contorted face. He was trying desperately not to cum, Jenny’s tight ass was literally milking his cock. He couldn’t really move so he sat there as his excitement grew.
Katie couldn’t take it anymore and skid one hand between her legs. Her fingers went right to her swollen and dripping pussy lips. She moaned quietly and spread her legs.
Jenny heard the moan and looked over at her friend. She smiled as their eyes met. Then she watched Katie’s hand move between her legs as her fingers began moving in and out of her spread pussy lips. She was fascinated because she had never really seen another woman pleasure herself. God she was getting even hotter watching her best friend masturbate. Her own pussy throbbed and dripped a steady stream of juice onto Jim’s swollen balls.
There was no longer any secret about what was going on. Katie watched unabashed as Jenny began to move on Jim’s cock. The two women’s lust filled eyes met.
Jim’s eyes were shut tight, trying desperately to hold back his climax.
‘Oh God Jim, I can’t hold back anymore,’ Jenny moaned into his neck as she intentionally squeezed her ass on his cock. ‘Ohhhh, ohhhh,’ Jenny suddenly moaned as her body was seized by a tremendous climax. Her pussy throbbed, causing her ass to pulsate on Jim’s cock.
Jim gritted his teeth but there was nothing he could do to stop his own climax. Jenny’s asshole caressed his cock from top to bottom. His balls tightened and his cock throbbed, unleashing his pent up sperm deep into Jenny’s ass.
Katie’s fingers were working rapidly on her pussy as she watched the two lovers. Then her own climax was ripping through her. She squeezed her legs tight on her fingers as they worked her swollen clit. She suppressed her own moan of pleasure, her eyes shut tight, her body shivering.
‘Oh yes, oh God, yes, yes,’ Jenny whimpered as she felt her ass filling with Jim’s seed, another climax overtaking her.
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Cassandra and Andrea chatted as we wended our way out of the airport, and into traffic, freeing me to go back to contemplating my circumstances. I knew who I was ... Carl Fleming, fourteen years old ... again. I was still an orphan, but things were looking up. It was ... It was nineteen-eighty-one, the year I became an orphan ... the last – first - time. When I was, was apparently 'adopted' by a wealthy socialite in Dallas, because my magic essence might save her life, along with her two...
The explosion that came out of nowhere, took out not only the double doors of our suite, but a significant portion of the wall on either side of the frame. The room was alive with flying debris, gunfire and lots of shouting. I was off to the side and Evie and Deirdre were in one of the other two bedrooms. Because they were not with me in the living room, or in the master bedroom, they were spared being shredded by the flying projectiles, which all went towards the common wall that faced the...
Ben thought of Lora’s beautiful face just before pulling out onto the main highway that made up US-82 East and US-287 South. Just then a large SUV swerved around Ben’s rig and blew the horn. Ben was taken by surprise and all thoughts of Lora vanished as Ben hit the brakes and steered right to keep the SUV from swiping his left front fender as it came over hard and fast in the typically stupid maneuver many 4-wheeler’s make to show their hatred for trucks. Regaining control of his lane Ben...
--- Second Chances --- Part 1 Discovery had finally abandoned its restraint of permission. With words flowing mysteriously from her pen, Vera was finding them both innate and yet foreign, like a thing already known and yet at the same time strangely revelational. Neither the bonds of a pastoral father nor her own youthful ideals were shielding her from the assault -not this time. She knew that it had been a vainful refusal to admit to the a****l’s existence. Terrifying yet cunning, it was a...
The ATLANTIC MOON was lit up like New Year's Eve. The dock was alive with activity, and I could see we were drawing a group of gawkers, so I mentioned it to Edward when he met me coming out of the car. "We know that things are a little ... unusual ... right now, but we are concerned about reprisals, especially now that you made off with the head man's next virgin," Edward spoke quietly to avoid letting any others hear his words. "What do you mean, 'the head man, ' and 'virgin.'?"...
News of my death was short and sweet. I heard all about it while in ICU. The hospital, whatever hospital it was, provided a constant ICU nurse, beside my bed, all the time. Because I was – whoever I was this time – so damaged, they felt the need for constant attention. Since I wasn't ready to wake up, apparently, I rested and listened to the pundits discuss my death. "Details about the heroic actions of the man who captured and killed the final terrorist still at large from The Outpost...
We never did resolve the matter of my being good, great or evil. My heart told me that none of them were truly applicable. My mind continued to debate whether those labels could ever be used on someone like me. The issues of accountability, responsibility, justice and freedom continued to haunt my thoughts for years after that night. The only thing I did come to terms with was my obsession with truth. Is truth a property of sentences, which are linguistic entities, or is truth a property of...
Like most high school sweethearts, Gail and I had dreams and plans. We would go to the same college, settle down, get married, and have kids. Things just didn't work out that way. For a start, we were approved for different colleges. Of course, we pledged to stay together and continue our relationship and we did that for several months. But, little by little, the calls and texts dwindled to a few — then none. Despite wanting it to work, our deepest fears were realised and our relationship fell...
Love Stories"Director Hudson, you do not know me. My name is Carl Fleming, and I am temporarily living in Branson, Missouri. You can see my cell number on your caller ID, and I am renting a houseboat at Table Rock Lake Vacations. "I tell you all that Sir, to make sure you can find me should you be displeased with what I am about to disclose to you. A man named Grayson Foster owns Community Bankers Association, in Branson. Mr. Foster is a pillar in the community, and has owned the bank for many...
CHAPTER 14 I had proposed to Marie, my four months pregnant lover, at the beach on Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. I had a little help—an advertising banner--pulled by a plane--that said in large red capitals, “MARIE WILL YOU MARRY ME?” Marie looked at the banner for almost thirty seconds before turning to look at me. Then she looked back at the banner and when she turned back to me again I was on one knee in the time-honored proposal pose. When Marie kissed me I produced a box...
I looked at them both and saw sincerity, kindness, and affection. It would be so easy to go along with the two women and see how long it took to get them both in bed, but I wasn't interested in seeing what I could get. What I wanted was the chance to develop a long term, stable relationship that got me back to the way my life used to be. Maybe I was over-romanticizing their feelings and mine, but I thought we had a chance to be good together and wanted to find out if it was true. I'd been...
"Mr. Crane, there is no chance I would hurt Jennifer, especially in her condition. If you, Sherrie, and Jennifer want me to hang around for a little while, I can as long as we all understand that the second I am a bother, or in the slightest way inconvenient for you all, I'll be on my way. "Ok?" He smiled when he heard me agree to his request. I soldiered on. "Mr. Crane, What is Jennifer's medical problem? She seems so loving, an adorable that I hate to think of her being so...
I can still remember how his hands felt on my body the first time he touched me. I can still remember the taste of his kisses. It had been ten years since I had seen Roberto and yet when I ran into him last week it felt as if all of my old feelings came flooding back. When he brushed my arm, it felt as if I was a live wire. How after this much time could I still have feelings for him? Now as I sit in my room late at night, I cannot help but think about what could have been. What if I begged...
Hi my dear friends! I am back with my sixth story and thanks to this website who had given a chance to post all this stuff. Comments and requests are all ways accepted on my mail lovingdynu(at)gmail.Com. Waiting for more feedback friends, I am expecting a lot of feedback and comments for all my stories and I want to help any girl’s/aunties/womens/widows who are facing problems, they can share any problem to console themselves, I am not only a sexual friend but can be a genuine friend. In this...
We traveled to Seattle to play a one game playoff, the day after the season ended. Our final two regular season games were throw away games, because we had already clinched the final wild card. Martin Janacone called up two pitchers from Triple A to pitch those games, and left them in to get pasted. Our bench players filled the field for both games, while Martin rested everybody else. That saved two arms for the important games coming up. When he set the playoff roster, we were back to some...
The woman broke down as she watched her ride disappear. Her companions rallied around her trying to give her support, but failing. There was no way I could just leave them, so I gently urged them into the coach so we could get out of town before their friends showed up with reinforcements. We could talk about who they were and who was chasing them once we were someplace safe. “Please ... Please let’s get in the RV and get out of here before whoever is chasing you figures out where you went...
When Gym class ended, I avoided Fay. I avoided Amber. I was afraid. I was afraid of confrontation. I was afraid of rejection. Much of the school day passed without much drama. My last two classes were uneventful. Since we had a show later this evening the band focused more on honing the field-show. So we ran through that 3 or so times. Occasionally Fay and I would make eye contact and she'd turn away. That was certainly not a good sign. At the end of band class, I was packing up my...
Chatting with a guard while the crew got the helicopter ready to depart, I found out that the tank looking things were DHS armored vehicles, and since DHS doesn't get many chances to use them, whenever another agency asks for help, they jump on it and bring the big stuff. It's supposedly as much for show as it is for any need they might actually have. The things you can do with other people's money... Colleen joined Rebecca and me near the hangar doors waiting for the signal to board. Our...
August?? 2004 "Tell me a little about yourself, Doctor." "Why?" I asked the Voice. It came, I supposed, from a face ... but it was a face I couldn't see. The bandages wrapped over my eyes and around the crown of my head kept me blind and in the dark. Was it a male or female voice? I couldn't be sure, but from the speech patterns and word choices I thought it was most likely male. Where the ideas about speech patterns and word choices came from were as much a mystery to me as the...
Here is the second installment of Second Chance. BTW my grammar is so even though I appreciate people telling me where I missed up, I am still working on actually writing correctly. So bare with me. Again thanks to MaaddMaaxx for editing, I know that you have a crazy schedule and I really appreciate you taking the time to help me out. – CinderLaw * Jared woke with a start after having another dream about Trista. She had been standing in front of him holding their baby, blood streaming down...
SECOND CHANCES BY PAUL G JUTRAS I would like to dedicate this little story to the on line TG comics that inspired me. Comic sites such as Venus Envy, Xanny?s Curse, The Wotch, Lean On Me, From Here to Forth and EL GOONISH SHIVE. ---- Spring time had come once again. It was the time of year that depressed Jeff more than any other. Even summer didn?t depress him as much as he did when he stood and the cashier ring up the purchases before him of a woman in a hot pink bikini and...
Note : This story is completely fictional! I always hear the term "dirty old man" referring to a lot of older men that gawk pretty young girls. Well no one really ever mentions "dirty old woman" although there are a lot of us out there. I am one of them myself. Here is my dirty little tale. It was that one summer that changed everything. My husband had died earlier that year and I was left alone in our small country home. My daughter Caroline had just met a wonderful young man whom she would be...
IncestJanet’s suite was on the second floor, and took up about four thousand square feet. It was beautifully decorated, beautifully kept, and completely organized. The neatness and careful presentation made me realize that Janet intended to bring me up there all day, and got the place ready to impress. At the center of the bedchamber was a super king sized bed, all ready for a tumble, and Janet started toward it, while unbuttoning her blouse. I stopped her with another mind searing kiss, and...
As always, my thanks to ErikThread for his editing skills and advice. * Chapter 22: Bonnie Simpson was a thirty-seven-year-old single mother who had never married. She was a young receptionist at a major distillery in Calgary when she met Eddie Parker. He was a salesman for a national label company calling on the distillery’s purchasing department, and by all accounts was doing very well. After he had been in a few times, he asked Bonnie out on a date, and she agreed. It was the beginning...
Okay everyone, here is the next chapter for Jared and Olivia. I’m working on the next chapter right now. Hoping that I don’t crash another computer (cross your fingers!) or that I’m not hit with another case of writers block. I have known where I wanted this chapter to end for months but couldn’t get there. Once again special thanks out to MaaddMaaxx for his editing skills. I have tried to take some advice given to me by readers so I hope this chapter is easier to read for you. A final note, if...
Tuesday, September 23, 1997 Ron's truck stopped in the driveway. Metallica spilling out of the rust and pock-marks of the truck. I laughed to myself. Ron in 2018 is making enough money to drive a Lexus, or rather his wife is. His music taste has changed too. The music stopped as I walked out of the house and down the front porch. I opened the passenger door and threw my backpack onto the seat. Behind the steering wheel was a younger Ron. While Ron is older than I am by a few months, it's...
Thursday, September 25, 1997 I woke up and looked at the clock. 4:59. A minute before the alarm goes off. I get out of bed and stretch. The alarm goes off and I stop it. It's a new day. I feel great. I have a spring in my step. Today is going to be another great day in the life of Christina Demarco. I walked over to my closet to pick out my clothes for today. The floral dress I found in my closet looks nice. I hadn't wore a dress to school yet. Let's try these heels too. I...
I awoke to lots of activity. My hospital room was teeming with people! Then I realized I wasn't in a private room, but had been moved to ICU. I wondered why but didn't get a chance to ask. From the look of things, either I was dead, dying, or something bad was happening that concerned me. From the number of armed people around my bed, I suspected it was the latter. I could count ten agents, each holding a weapon, or with their hand inside their jacket on a weapon. The next thing I...
The days dragged by without my family. My heart was with them, but my body was hard at work changing, or attempting to change the way the US government agencies communicated among themselves. At time I thought I was wasting my life, trying to make them understand the reasons for cooperation, and common ground. At other times I felt like they got it ... at least a little. "Mr. Vice President, I so appreciate you organizing this golf outing, so that I could spend some time with the head of...
Another Chance at Love I was giving a lot of thought to this afternoon's appointment. It was my first time to see a psychiatrist and the possible repercussions were bothering me. I mean, sure, I had always been sort of regarded as "off-the-wall", perhaps unconventional, maybe "eccentric" even, but no one had ever called me "crazy", at least to my face. For instance, I had never thought of my little brother as the embodiment of world destruction. Nor did I see him as the Anti-Christ. He was a...
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