Ma/Fa Stories

A coal miner's daughter has a dream to be a ballet dancer.

I was born with a gift or curse depending on who you ask. I could control fire or heat and since I was young none wanted me. I left my family and traveled to a city where a noble tried to sell me to a company of mercenaries. Only I was not one to accept a chain and made my point. I joined them and accepted a girl who knew about others that could use the power of the mind like us. We marched the next day to face raiders and I both learned and taught those with us.

Forty years ago I was propositioned in a pub. Happily married, I didn't take up the offer. But I remembered, and this story is the result, and it's nothing like that encounter. A lonely man and a desperate woman...

Nineteen year old Ashley joins her father, Max, at a posh resort after being apart for a year to mark the beginning of a very special summer together.

Old neighbors meet at a visitation. Discuss their teen years. Discover that they share a secret. Decide to make the fantasy a reality. (Powder City Universe) (Sex comes in towards the end.)

Jessica wants to marry Casey. Casey wants to do the same. But Casey has fantasies and thoughts, things that are keeping him from giving Jessica all of his heart. Jessica is a therapist and she knows just what he needs.

Tom helps a hurting neighbor and her daughter after husband is killed.

I was sitting at my great grandfather's funeral in stunned silence. He was more of a father to me since my real father dropped out of my life. Then he died and my life changed. Suddenly I had a house, money, and Candice. I was about to find out what my great grandfather really was and how it was going to impact my life for a very long time.

An Oscar Story
In this case, the 'Lantern' is an architectural feature. It exists because of an ancient curse, which is finally to be dealt with. This is an 'Oscar' story, but the motorbike is a secondary element. Love, and magic, are far more important.

I'm Tom Brostwin and this is the story of my life with my daughter Heather before she went to college, and we moved our home to the New Neighborhood in New Hampshire. She and I became lovers on her eighteenth birthday and my taste for barely legal teenage virgins continued to grow.