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Chapter 30 Funeral s Resurrection of Succubus And Last Gasps

My time with the Captain built more self-esteem than confessing to an angel for forgiveness. I told Gabriel there was nothing wrong with him. Now I told myself there was nothing wrong with me. The truth was different.It was a memorial that caused another.Who am I?The funeral was for an acquaintance, a minor ghost from the past. She attended Notre Dame with me but never rode in my Desoto. She looked me up after she moved to the Pacific Northwest. Despite her Notre Dame diploma, her funeral was a...

One Shoe GumshoeChapter 26 Two Funerals

WE attended two funeral services together, Mary and I, one low key in terms of attendance but deeply emotional, on one morning and followed that by another higher profile one the following afternoon, that was more for public show than anything else. Mary insisted I attend by her side for both funerals. How could I deny her my full support at them both? To be honest, I wanted to spend every moment of our shrinking allotment of time we had together. Mary wore the same black outfit for both...

Biochemistry 4 The Funeral

BIOCHEMISTRY 4: THE FUNERAL By JRD Sam and James were at the mansion of Elaine having a simple get together. This was one of the things that Sam liked so much about being with Elaine. Despite all the trappings of wealth that Elaine had, she was really just a simple girl at heart. Many of the "wealthy elite" that Sam had to deal with maintained a rigid "air of civility", a wall of class distinction, between themselves and their servants, but Elaine was really just one of the...

Shadowsblade Four funerals and a Movie

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without. In this part, Rohanna lays parts of her past to rest and more will come in the chapters that follow. This one chapter only contains one of the four funerals that come in her life, so suddenly and all at that same time! I hope that my readers love this part? I seem to have lost some of you with the last 2 postings? for some reason? To all my readers,...

A Fresh StartChapter 141 Funerals

After that, I left the podium and exited out a side door. There wasn’t going to be any schmoozing in the aisles tonight. Once outside the chamber, I sent somebody in to find the Commandant of the Marine Corps and ask him to see me for a minute or two. I smiled as I considered that. Once upon a time if a senior officer ‘asked’ me to do something, it was really an order. Now I was the one doing the asking. My, how Second Lieutenant Buckman had grown up. Marilyn and the kids showed up about a...

Four Funerals

(This story isn’t true, but it’s based on some real events. I just put them together.) Tottenham Court Road on a busy Friday lunchtime is not the tine to start playing Frogger for real but the young woman in front of me obviously didn’t realise that. I was moving before my conscious brain kicked into gear, my hand shooting out and yanking her back by her shoulder as the taxi swerved to avoid a bike courier weaving in and out of traffic. It happened in slow motion, the taxi screeching into the...

The Funeral

I guess this story is about my second time to have sex. My high school girlfriend was my first. We had dated for over a year before I finally got to actually have sex. Then it was awkward to say the least. We did not have a rubber, I had to pull out, we really did not know what we were doing. We had done it five times and none of those times went real smooth or were real enjoyable. Then one of my girlfriends relatives died. Not like anyone she knew real well. But she had to go to the funeral...

The Most Fun I Ever Had at a Funeral

I own one suit (charcoal gray) and one pair of dress shoes (black) to wear with it. When it comes to dress-up, I'm not really a Technicolor person. I bought them at the same time about six years ago to wear to my grandmother's funeral. Since then, I've worn them exactly twice; once to a friend's wedding and once to the funeral I'm going to tell you about. Since I work for the U.S. Forestry Service as a ranger in Idaho, I spend most of my time outside and that means suits and ties are...

A Funeral for Everyone

A Funeral for Everyone All of Geralt Bellegrade's friends and family knew that sooner rather than later he would die a sudden death from a severe epileptic seizure. Even with people being shocked in the fact that the walking dead man was still alive, the news of his death was devastating. His death was an inevitable as the Sun rising from the east, but people took the news like they saw the Sun rise from the west. In some manner it is harder to accept a death of someone in the prime...

Stocks BlondesChapter 3 I hate funerals

I don’t want to ever lose a friend again. I don’t want to have my heart pulled out through my throat again. I don’t want to watch them die again. Please, God, is that too much to ask? I feel so miserable. It’s not enough that I had to go say goodbye to Angel, I had to deal with all the drama, too. Two jerks at a funeral The funeral was at one o’clock. I guess they set these times so people can take a late lunch and still get back to work for most of the afternoon. I went into the office...

The Funeral Director

I wheeled my patient from the cooler in to my "work room."She was a 74 year old female who had died of natural causes. I had three days to prepare her so that the family could have a viewing before committing her to a plot next to her predeceased husband. She was joining him after a separation of almost 10 years. I had plenty of time to do my usual excellent job. I am a very skilled undertaker. I, Thomas Steel, didn't start out life wanting to embalm corpses. I graduated from my high...

She Only Wore a Shirt to the Funeral

By Ken Haramiru Check my blog at http://haramiru.wordpress.com/ to find both my free and commercial erotica. And follow me on Twitter at @haramiru for more! A note on this story: Everything up until “My prayers weren’t answered” actually happened. Afterwards, I couldn’t wait to get home and write a story about what could’ve been. Today, I just got back from attending my ex-girlfriend Lois’s father’s funeral. He had lived a full life, and as a Catholic he’d had a large family. Most of...

Sister s Funeral

The long miles evaporated into scenes in my rear view mirror. Ahead, more miles appeared. I knew where I was headed having made the trip many times, however, this time the trip was to see my only sibling for what was the last time. My premonition was correct. She had a catastrophic relapse shortly afterward and died quickly. Cancer is the great killer that took her, and our parents. I remained the last member of my nuclear family and cancer free. What were the markers that separated me from...

Sex At A Funeral Part 1

I love being an intern. I really do. There is so much to learn and experience, and the perks are amazing. For the past two years, I had the pleasure (quite literally) of doing my internship at a funeral home in my hometown. My ambition is to be a funeral director and there is no better place to get hands on experience than working in funeral home. My boss and mentor is the Funeral Director. He is a 35 year old man of Japanese descent. His name is Kyle and he took over “the biz” from his...

A Funeral Home is a Place for Life

Introduction: Transgendered story where a man at a funeral home gains a strange power to be the dead A funeral home is a place for death, but in a small town outside Richmond, until one Friday night. The phone rang at a little past two and he knew what it meant. Someone was dead. He took the information and thanked god that he didnt have to go to a house tonight. He sat up and looked at his wife, got out of bed and slipped his suit on. He woke up once he got to the funeral home, brewed a cup of...

My Second ChanceChapter 44 Book 1 Funeral

During the morning break, at school, Monday morning, I get paged to the office. I can tell something is up by the way the secretaries are looking at me. One of the counsellors takes me to his office and informs me that Gran is dead. I phone Zlata and tell her to take the day off to be with Sam and Grandpa. I am a bit of a dick; in that, I refuse to go home and stay in school for the day. I know how emotional my family gets and do not want to deal with it while I am dealing with the loss of...

Till Funeral Do Us Part

At approx 7PM; I finished work and headed home. Pam would most likely be there and working on dinner. Her car was in the garage as I pulled mine in. I went in through the kitchen door and was surprised to see that she was wasn't in the kitchen. No answer when I called her name. I went through the house searching until I reached our bedroom at the other end. Still no Pam. I decided to check the adjoining bathroom. My search for my wife ended there. Pam was sitting slumped forward on the toilet...

My Funeral Home Experience

I was going to be going into the city on the morning of her funeral (which was scheduled for 11 AM. I arrived at the funeral home at 8:45 and located the viewing room where she was still on display. As I walked into the room; I could see her lying in repose in her casket at the front of the room. I was not disappointed as I came close enough to really see her. Cindy was clad in a midnight blue dress with an embroidered bodice. She had a deep dark tan on all of her that I could view (face,...

Till Funeral Do Us Part

Introduction: Authors Note: The story you are about to read is fantasy fiction. The events never happened and are only a product of my sometimes vivid imagination. It was a typical Friday morning at our home. My wife and I were getting ready for work. My 42 year old wife Pamela looked particularly sexy this morning as she was applying her makeup. She was dressed in a gray wool blend suit with a skirt just above the knees, light suntan thigh-hi stockings and a dark plum blouse. Black high heel...

She Only Wore a Shirt to the Funeral

Foreword A note on this story: Everything up until you see the line "My prayers weren't answered" actually happened, and yes she was pretty much dressed like the girl on the cover. Once I left the reception, I couldn't wait to get home and write a story about what could've happened. Chapter 1: The Funeral Today, I just got back from attending my ex-girlfriend Lois's father's funeral. He had lived a full life, and as a Catholic he'd had a large family. Most of the women in his...

Single Mom G momma s Funeral

“Hey, baby,” sniffled Linda Perkins.“Hey, mom! I missed your calls. I was seeing patients,” Rochelle explained.“It’s okay. I was just calling to tell you G-momma passed away in the nursing home last night.”“Oh my god! I’m so sorry, mama!”The older woman sobbed, “Thank you! I’m workin’ on the arrangements with Paul and Dianne. I’ll let you know when the service is gonna be.”“Okay! Take your time. Is Clarence around,” she inquired about her mother’s husband.“He’s mowing the lawn.”“Alright. I need...

Denise and her family Part 1 The Funeral

Part 1 The Funeral By Docker5000 Introductory. A Mother and her two drunk son’s bond in a Hotel room after a family funeral. Denise huddled closer to her husband Tony she was trying to keep under his umbrella as the rain was now coming down hard. Her two sons Gary 15 and James 17 both shared an umbrella. However, even this did not stop them both from getting wet-through. Everyone at the grave side was now wet-through the vicar was trying his best to read the funeral service, but the...

A Funeral Home is a Place for Life

I pulled the body from the cooler and transferred it onto the gurney. The nurse handed me a bag with the woman’s personal items, and I placed them on top of the body bag, and covered them both with the velvet cover with the funeral home embroidered across the side. Once back to the funeral home I took her into the prep room and unzipped the bag. She was an elderly black lady. I looked over her information and then looked at her personal items. I checked them off the list. Everything accounted...

THE FUNERAL

was the phone call all adult c***dren expect. We are never prepared for it when it comes though. Even when you are 45, you are not ready for the call.I was working at my desk completing some bookkeeping duties for my in-home business when the phone rang. It was my mother. "Hello David. I have sad news. Your father died during the night."WOW!!!! I was speechless. Even though he had been sick, I was not ready to hear those words. Dad had several strokes about 8 months before that had left him...

The Grim ReaperChapter 51 A Funeral

December 24, 2007 - December 28, 2007 I was at the station at 0800 Monday morning as usual. It might have been Christmas Eve, but I was a regular working stiff, and didn’t have any vacation time built up. I was practically the only person in Services. Almost immediately after I arrived, I was summoned to Lieutenant Brownell’s office. It didn’t seem as if Jerry Wolinski had told anybody I was too screwed up to become a cop, but somebody must have told Brownell that I had gotten into it with...

The Funeral Society

The woman drew closed curtains separating them from the driver. The side windows were already covered with red velvet curtains, as was the rear window. Jennifer could not see out in any direction. "We trust that you will not mind this security precaution" said the white gowned woman. "Occasionally one of our clients has second thoughts later on. That is quite all right, but we can not risk having the location of our facilities revealed." The limousine pulled away. They drove on through...

Janet after the Funeral

It was 9am on the day of the funeral, George had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack. He left behind his wife Janet and 3 young children. George had run a local business home improvement business before his passing. He had done what seemed quite well for himself owning a large house and always driving the newest model car, very few people knew he was leverage to the hilt.. Janet was only 37, she was a stay-at-home mom who had always led the easy life due to George’s...

The Funeral Director

©2012 Mendon Fishers I wheeled my patient from the cooler in to my ‘work room.’She was a 74 year old female who had died of natural causes. I had three days to prepare her so that the family could have a viewing before committing her to a plot next to her predeceased husband. She was joining him after a separation of almost 10 years. I had plenty of time to do my usual excellent job. I am a very skilled undertaker. I, Thomas Steel, didn’t start out life wanting to embalm corpses. I...

Sex At A Funeral Part 1

I love being an intern. I really do. There is so much to learn and experience, and the perks are amazing. For the past two years, I had the pleasure (quite literally) of doing my internship at a funeral home in my hometown. My ambition is to be a funeral director and there is no better place to get hands on experience than working in funeral home. My boss and mentor is the Funeral Director. He is a 35 year old man of Japanese descent. His name is Kyle and he took over “the biz” from his...

Niece s Funeral Horror

With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, head down. As she neared he opened the door allowing the young woman to climb inside her uncle already waiting. She had turned 16 just 3 days ago; but it was a birthday she would want to forget. Sure her aunt and uncle had made an effort...

After The Funeral

My Grandma chose the most inopportune time to die. I was engaged in the lengthy process of lining up a new job that actually granted paid funeral leave, but I was still a few weeks away from giving my notice at my old position. As opposed to the numerous times she'd "died" earlier in my life, come the one true time there wasn't anything exciting I wanted to do with the time off. I was hoping that no one in Personnel was clever enough to say Hey, wait a minute, didn't your Grandmother die a...

My InheritanceChapter 6 Two Road Trips and A Funeral

Uncle Bert’s funeral was that day. We all attended, of course, as did his huge family and many others I had never met. Uncle Bert was well loved. I was surprised how many women were there without a male escort. A lot had wedding rings. I know it was a sad occasion being a funeral and all, but, I know Uncle Bert. He would have gotten a kick out of my erection from thinking about his funeral goers. My family all liked Mary and Andy. My parents were surprised when I told them Andy was my...

Niece s funeral horror

As the diminutive red head sat down uncle Bertie took her hand. He and Aunt Stephanie had been so kind. The past week would have been unbearable without them. The smiling big man gave her a comforting open armed invitation of condolence the beautiful 5'3 flower beginning to wilt. Now inside the limo Candice not one for showing her emotions in public began to sob, her knees curled up, her little figure hugging black dress and big rim hat looking like something out of Breakfast at...

Traveling With Bryan Ch 5 We Head Home From The Funeral

Bryan and I made it to Albuquerque two days before my dad passed away peacefully. We remained for the funeral and the family gatherings that followed. Those days remain a blur in my memory. Clearly, between my father's passing, the funeral and the family interactions, there were no opportunities for Bryan and me to be intimate; not that I wanted to be intimate under these circumstances. The slight respite gave me some time to search my soul about the events of the past week without a...

Neice s Funeral Horror

With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, head down. As she neared he opened the door allowing the young woman to climb inside her uncle already waiting for her. She had turned 18 just 3 days ago; but it was a birthday she would want to forget. Sure her aunt and uncle had made an effort to celebrate but how could you seriously celebrate while you made funeral arrangements? As the diminutive red head sat down...

ShilohChapter 18 The Funeral and Afterwards

After joining his family Robert attempts to hide his excitement. The funeral goes as expected, though Robert is amazed by the outpouring of love and respect expressed by the overflow crowd and at the large number of young people present. At the end of the ceremony Robert finds himself surrounded by people offering their condolences and pouring forth many accolades for Jonas. Though he wants to feel pride in their heartfelt expressions of grief and praise Robert finds he can’t accept what he...

Girlish DelightsChapter 31 A Funeral

Four years after Princess Elaheh's arrival in Kobekistan, the Emir was genuinely sorry to hear that the Earl of Bargoed, his long time friend, had died at the ripe old age of seventy-nine. Their relationship had been very close, closer than would have been legal in the west; the Earl was the father and grandfather of two of the Emir's wives, Princess Ayda and her daughter, Princess Alima. The Earl had also become the third husband of the Emir's English mother, Amelia, Princess...

The Chauffeur 62 Jill s Funeral

Unwatch ••• PABLO DIABLO PABLO DIABLO Well-Known Member ** Top Recruiter ** Jan 21, 2020 Add bookmark #1 The Chauffeur (#62) Jill’s Funeral By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 When we woke up the next morning, I found Dakota snuggled up to me in my bed. It took me nearly a half-hour to quietly get out of bed without waking my darling Dakota. I walked quietly to the bathroom to perform my morning duties. Once they were done, I stepped into the shower and turned on the hot...

Audrey s Funeral

Three months after Steve and I had double fucked Audrey and three weeks after she’d died her funeral was held, Grandma wanted to go and asked me if I’d take her, obviously I said I would. We attended the service and then was asked back to the wake at a local public house. After being there for twenty minutes or so Grandma had to go but I was asked if I wanted to stay. I took Grandma to her shop and then went back to the pub, getting myself a drink this lady came to talk to me. “Are you *****”...

The Barbie Lez Fantasies Week 8 The Funeral

Introduction: A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy! Authors Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was...

Young Tranny at Great Grandma s Funeral

“What’s going on,” inquired the 34 year-old construction and building inspector.“Nothing,” smiled the high school senior with the 22-inch dark brown wavy hair extensions and gray contacts. “What’s up with you.”“I want summa that.” he leaned forward trapping her between his heaving chest and the counter.“What?”“That sweet potato pie over there,” he winked.“Oh, okay! I’ll cut you a piece.”“You do that,” he said not moving an inch and running a forefinger down her weave.She darted her eyes away,...

Audrey s Funeral

Three months after Steve and I had double fucked Audrey and three weeks after she’d died her funeral was held, Grandma wanted to go and asked me if I’d take her, obviously I said I would. We attended the service and then was asked back to the wake at a local public house. After being there for twenty minutes or so Grandma had to go but I was asked if I wanted to stay.I took Grandma to her shop and then went back to the pub, getting myself a drink this lady came to talk to me. “Are you *****”...

Audrey s Funeral

Three months after Steve and I had double fucked Audrey and three weeks after she’d died her funeral was held, Grandma wanted to go and asked me if I’d take her, obviously I said I would. We attended the service and then was asked back to the wake at a local public house. After being there for twenty minutes or so Grandma had to go but I was asked if I wanted to stay.I took Grandma to her shop and then went back to the pub, getting myself a drink this lady came to talk to me. “Are you *****”...

The Funeral

She stood outside the funeral home and told herself this was a mistake. She had been having this dialogue with herself since the day she saw the obituary in the paper. It was not like she read those on a regular basis. In fact, she avoided this section of the paper like the plague because she found it morbid and creepy, but she was reading an article that had “continued on page” with her morning coffee and she turned to the wrong page by accident. That was when she saw it, the picture of the...

FUCKED AT THE FUNERAL

IT WAS A SUNDAy FOR THE BURIAL OF A GRAND AUNT.AN AUNT THAT WAS MY FATHER'S family BUT NO LINK FOR blood BECAUSE THEY WERE THE family OF THE NEW WIFE OF MY GRAND FATHER;then there was everyone from the side of the family I do not know everyone.but I was going soon to know them well, mostly one ....A FUNERAL IN MY family TO FINISH BY THE GOOD MOOD SO THE AFTERNOON AND EVENING EVERYONE TO MEET AROUND A BIG MEALTHIS IS FOR THE FIRST MEAL THAT I FIND ME NEXT TO FANNY .....A blue-eyed brunette...

A reunion at the funeral the final chapter

I reach out and take his hand into mine. The feel of the heat as I get close to him almost making me gasp. I had almost put to the back of my mind just how worked up I was. “ this doesn’t look good Ellis I know… but Grandma could have been wrong, besides she fell down the stairs you know that” I tell him not wanting to believe my grandfather, as cold as he may be, would kill his own wife. As I speak Ellis lets out an exasperated breath. “Freya… for once will you just fucking listen” he says...

A reunion at the funeral Chapter 3

In all honesty it was one of the last things I had expected to leave his lips, I was fully prepared to hear him compliment me, degrade me, even push his way in and demand a repeat performance. He had never shown any interest in Ellis before, why now? All these thoughts whizzed through my mind as I finished my shower, unable to finish my self-pleasuring with thoughts of my brother in my mind. As I step out, only a towel for clothes into my own guest bedroom my grandfather is sitting on the...

a reunion at the funeral

After the service our grandfather had invited us all to a small gathering at his house to ‘honour’ our grandmother. That’s where we are now anyway, I’m sat out on my grandfathers porch with my younger brother Ellis, his head on my shoulder as I run my left hand through his soft dark blonde hair, we got that from our dads side. Ellis had taken things a lot harder than I had it seemed as occasionally another stream of tears would begin to fall down his face as I tried my best to comfort him....

Grandma s Funeral

Jeff is about 25 years old, about half my age, and is about my height and we are similar in physical appearance. He has been married to Dottie for almost a year. She is a little chubby, about 5 feet 2 inches tall, light brown hair and brown eyes, weighs about 140 pounds, sort of cute, but not especially good looking, and is shy. Jeff told me she had led a sheltered life, and that she does not make friends easily, which I could see as she did not mingle easily at the dinner after the...

Fashionably Late For My Funeral Pt 05

16 The Avenger is about to strike. Not for the Avenger the skin tight outfit with underwear on the outside, designed to show the world at large and in particular the female population, everything that he had to offer, instead the Avenger looked for all the world like a Stock Broker, in a dark suit and neatly trimmed beard and hair, and as such was able to mingle inconspicuously with the Wall Street crowd. One of the things I missed out on in my youth was the comic books that people of my age...

After the Funeral

Author’s note: My stories so far have focussed mainly on the mechanics of sex romps, so this story is a bit of a break from form for me. There’s a little sex at the end, but mainly it’s me trying to write convincing characters. Any feedback is very welcome, but constructive criticism will earn you a special place in my little heart. Thanks! *** ‘So this must be the girlfriend.’ Every time someone said it, I could feel a shudder inside. I didn’t belong here. My narrow eyes, flat face and...

The Funeral

She stood outside the funeral home and told herself this was a mistake. She had been having this dialogue with herself since the day she saw the obituary in the paper. It was not like she read those on a regular basis. In fact, she avoided this section of the paper like the plague because she found it morbid and creepy, but she was reading an article that had “continued on page” with her morning coffee and she turned to the wrong page by accident. That was when she saw it, the picture of the...

In Town for a Funeral

It was hot and I couldn't sleep. When I crawled under the sheet on the couch an hour earlier, I had stripped down to nothing but my boxers. But now I couldn't find a comfortable position. I lay on my back, the sheet pulled down to my waist with one leg bent at the knee protruding from the sheet. I was nearly naked, but I was still uncomfortably warm. It was about the minimum amount of my body I could cover with the sheet and still be decent. Not that being decent mattered all that much. I was...

Best buddies after a funeral

It was an early Saturday morning, and I was loading up the coffee maker withmy favorite brew while padding around in my boxers and t-shirt. The brightred glow of the sunrise was piercing through the slit in the kitchencurtains as I opened them to take a peek at the day. The phone rang,breaking my trance."Ray"?"Yeah, who's this"? I asked."Hey man" he laughed, "It's Bill -- Billy Bartlet. How are you doing?"Holy shit" I screamed, "this is incredible..."The conversation went on for about 30...

Unexpected On My Uncle 8217 s Funeral

Hello ladies and gentlemen myself Jason. My age is 24, fare and 5.8 ft tall funny loving guy. I am playing good football and I was played for my school and collage, so I have good personality. This is my first and real incidence sharing with you. If you like then please give me feedbacks otherwise ping me on – dias In my final year of collage I was decided to being good built so I was joined a gym. Many hot housewives, girls and aunties comes to gym. One of married women are little bit of...

An unusual funeral

Father Paul intoned,” In this private funeral we are assembled to pay homage to Ivanka Trump, daughter of Donald and Ivana Trump, stepdaughter of Melania, stepsister of Barron and Tiffany, sister of Donald Jr. and Eric Trump.” Donald reviewed the life of his daughter; drill team captain, homecoming court, National Honor Society, and active in a Christian Youth group. If a man could “custom order” a daughter, Ivanka would be close to want you would what. As he continued to talk about her death...

Charlotte Sometimes Chapter 6 The Funeral Party

Charlotte was in her room. She watched the 12” disc of black vinyl spinning on the record player as Robert Smith’s voice sang the chorus of ‘The Funeral party.’ She picked up the postcard again. The front showed a group of punks with spiky mohicans in front of a red telephone box with ‘Welcome to London’ written in red, white, and blue below it. She flipped it over and read it again even though she had already committed the three sentences to memory. Hey Charlotte, sorry I didn’t write sooner....

The Wedding the Funeral

Forward: I know that a lot of people think that the letters sent in to magazines such as Penthouse Letters are phony and are actually written by the magazine's staff. On that I can't say for sure one way or another. I do know that a lot of the letters sent in are fantasies and I also know for sure that when the magazine receives letters the editors change them for one reason or another. How do I know this? Because it has happened to me. In the fall of 1996 I sent a letter to Penthouse...

The Funeral

She stood outside the funeral home and told herself this was a mistake. She had been having this dialogue with herself since the day she saw the obituary in the paper. It's not like she read those on a regular basis, in fact, she avoided this section of the paper like the plague because she found it morbid and creepy, but she was reading an article that had "continued on page" with her morning coffee and she turned to the wrong page by accident. That was when she saw it, the picture of the...

After the Funeral

"Ooh God I'm shattered" mum flopped down on the sofa and swung her legs up over the arm, "Shall I pour us out another drink before we go to bed?" "Yeah, why not?" she smiled, "There's no work tomorrow, let's get drunk" "You get silly when you're drunk" I laughed and she agreed with me, "I know but you like me being silly don't you?" "Silly or serious mum, I love you either way" "Thank you darling" she beamed, "I think I need cheering up after the funeral" "You're...

Banking for BeginnersChapter 12 Funeral Games

In the palace of Kushnati Koresh, Victoria and Lauren were taking the opportunity to provide their captives with a little further "encouragement", as Victoria called it, in preparation for their new homes. Both Victoria and Lauren appeared in the cellar where the girls were being held. The two of them were fully robed in white silk versions of the traditional Kushtian chanoosh, appearing like malicious ghosts in the gloom of the cellar. The overseer of the household of Kushnati Koresh, was...

Eric Olafson Neo Viking Vol 1 Chapter 13 Funeral

The image of Ardalf’s face as the sword slipped into his body would not leave me and I dreaded going to sleep even more than before. When I finally was so tiered I had to sleep I would dream and see the scene all over. One particular dream was especially disturbing as I saw my mother standing by the dead boy and shaking her head. Father was busy integrating the Steiner clan and he left me completely alone, even when I was at the burg and he was there. I spend most of my time at Uncle Hogun’s...

RuneswardChapter 43 A Funeral

The following day dawned bright, though not quite as hot. A slight summer squall had hit just before dusk the previous day and had raged throughout the night, but only the slowly burning fog, some puddles and a few mud patches were left to note it’s passing. By mid-morning, when the townspeople came to honor one of their own who’d fallen in service to his neighbors, the fog had lifted and the puddles slowly melted away. A fair breeze blew through the town further dissipating the heat, the...

Masi shen EvolutionChapter 11 Funeral and Flight

The stone monument marking Chief Joseph's grave stood like a witness to the assembly of mourners gathered to honor one of their own. A chill wind blew across the rough ground, picking up bits of sand and weed. Women pulled their shawls tightly over their shoulders and held their coat collars closed; men blinked as swirls of grit flew into their faces. They pulled their wide-brim hats down over their foreheads. Ragged fragments of cloud raced across a dull, lifeless sky in the early spring...

Weddings and Funerals

Weddings and funerals are the only time our whole family gets together. It is like a reunion. I mean they come from all over, the extended family from both sides. So this story takes place at a wedding, I can't remember who got married but I remember the important parts. My family arrived several days early as did most everyone. The first day we all went to the golf course and drank. Uncle Carl and Aunt Beth were ready to go and made me the designated driver. I loved being around Uncle Carl and...

A Sense of Symmetry Pt 01

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