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Stories at Trinity Moon Saddle Tramp - (47 pages) Her smile instantly died as she spied the pair of red panties blowing in the summer breeze from the clothesline next to the house. Worse yet, Vic had the audacity to join them and when she turned, his eyes were fixed upon her panties. To hide her embarrassment, she tensed her lips and told him in a tight tone, "Cameo's." Vic stifled a laugh, knowing full-well who the owner of those hot, red panties were. Cameo couldn't fit into them if her life depended upon it. Even so, he made a note to do his own laundry during his stay. Wouldn't be good for the cowboys to see his undergear flying in the breeze. click to continue The Chimney Sweeper - {13 pages) Accident-prone Heather gets more than she bargained for during a visit to her grandfather's country home. click to continue
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The Diet Blame GameNewly married Doug sat pondering his current overweight condition. He hated it and it wasn't even his fault! As a child, he had been fat - continually teased by his peers, and he hated that too. His weight problems were all his parent's fault - his mother in particular. First of all, he'd gotten his batch of bad fat genes from her side of the family. Next, she just couldn't keep from cooking all the time and how could Doug resist her homemade bread spread with fresh homemade butter? But he couldn't let his dad off so easily... Doug's dad loved sports - watching them, that is. He was more of a vicarious sport's enthusiast. Doug remembered consuming barrels of sugary soda, tons of hot dogs, loads of cheese nachos, racks of funnel cakes and baskets of popcorn during his childhood which watching sports with his dad either at a stadium or in the comforts of the family room. Or was his weight condition due to Rita, his new wife? Doug had slimmed down just before he had met her. Although she wasn't over her recommended weight, Rita was continually tempting him with her tasty cooking and he feared that she would be an even better cook that his dear old mom. Doug talked with his friend, Tony about his weighty dilemma. "Just who was to blame for his overweight condition?" he asked Tony. Tony advised, "Look, you can spend an eternity focusing on the Blame Game. Who cares whose fault it is?" He paused, allowing his friend to digest his frank words, then continued, "My advise is that...well, if you have to blame anyone, the game starts now and the blame is on you. You can lose the weight, just like you gained it - and yeah, I know from experience that it's not an easy thing to do." Doug blinked hard, then asked Tony, "So, you're saying that I'm fat and it's my fault that I'm fat." Tony shook his head. "No. I'm saying that if you stay that way, it's your fault - and you've only got yourself to blame." |
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Pirates Bay - (30 pages) Hope on board for this seafaring adventure! click to continue The Nanny - (47 pages) A short love story with a twist. click to continue The Concubine (25 pages) Kade narrowed his eyes at her through the sunglasses as she attacked again, her mouth so sunburned that it looked like a blow fish. One that wouldn't shut up. "I-I can't believe you told them I was your-your concubine! And-and your accent was horrendous. I don't see how they managed to swallow your shallow act," she mused incredulously, trying desperately to cope with the lie that Kade had managed only moments ago to the three strangers. Click to continue
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