This is one of my longer stories. Paul has neighbors who he socializes with, before and after his divorce. He is attracted to the wife but remains aloof. When she becomes widowed, he tries to lend support for her and her nineteen-year-old daughter. Consoling them both at different times, during a period of 'pillow talk' the widow tells him about how she grew up and how she met her husband.
I have no idea where this one came from... Sitting on the throne of repose, with my odor insulting my wife. The odor wasn't the only thing that popped out.
A Twisted Fairy Tale We've all heard the politically correct story of the little wooden puppet whose nose grew when he lied. But it wasn't his nose that grew. Oh no. Now you can learn what all those up-tight people never wanted you to know about the real story, and why the trees did so much better after Gepetto made his puppet.