These were my first stories ever written, in July 2010, using entirely fictional character names. Much later I wrote for the real Molly and her friends, who of course are much sexier.
He was a dirty pervert. His mother told him every day from the time she caught him masturbating at age twelve until he moved to get away from her. The girl of his dreams called him a pervert after she caught him ogling her near naked body as she tried to get a tan on her balcony. Then she ran over him and things got better.
Polly was the postmistress of Licking Lizard, California. She took her job seriously enough to stay in the dying town to service the 1,000 or so inhabitants. Polly's "servicing" extended far beyond the delivery of mail. She was determined to spread her sweet honey to as many men and women as possible despite the declining trend in population. Tourists were a special treat.
Harry's spouse was in the perfect spot to find out all his secrets and hidden things that he never told her about. She discovers his affair with her younger sister and even some sort of relationship with her sister's twenty something daughter born out of wedlock. The problem is that she may not be able to do anything about it.