This started as a hobby for me, but the encouragement I have received from you, the readers, has prompted me to try to get serious about it. I'm still waiting to see if those efforts will be successful.
A Visit to the House in the Woods (8) Molly's car breaks down near the House in the Woods, and while waiting for a tow, she enlists Mike Brenneman's help with a large problem...
A Visit to the House in the Woods (9) When Mike finds the neighbor's fourteen year old daughter playing bury the bone with his dogs, he invites her to play in the privacy of his home, where other eyes can't see. On the way, she makes a request that makes things difficult for Penny and her mother, as well as for Mike.
A Visit to the House in the Woods (18) When an oppressed child of an Algerian father finally finds away from home, attending Washington State, she also finds herself tormented by forbidden thoughts and feelings. A friend refers her to Mike Brenneman who is only too happy to help her with her problem.
A Visit to the House in the Woods (10) A satisfied customer for one of Mike's custom made 'gadgets' asks Mike to find someone to help her fulfill a couple of fantasies. Mike, of course, adds his own little 'twist' to the scene. (Samantha is one of my loyal readers. This is her reward).
A Visit to the House in the Woods (11) Remember Penny (House in the Woods: Penny)? Well, her mom has a problem, and Penny thinks Mike just might be able to help.
A Visit to the House in the Woods (15) Remember Penny, Mike's precocious teen neighbor (House in the Woods: Penny), and Sarah, her mom (House in the Woods: Sarah)? Things have been going well in their unorthodox relationship, and now they're curious about what goes on in Mike's dungeon.
A Visit to the House in the Woods (12) Shea and a 'net-buddy' seek advice from Mike on how to get their feet wet with dominance and submission. As usual, Mike's solutions aren't quite what they expect. This story was written about and for one of my staunchest fans and most objective critics, though the name is not hers, by request.
An excruciating pain in my jaw sends me running to the door. Is it that time of month already? It seems too soon! I have not had time to make excuses to my sweet, innocent wife and daughters! What will they think? "Get the girls inside NOW!" I scream at my wife. "Bar the door and shutter the windows and don't open them until after sunrise!"
