I ran fingers across spines of books, searching for 900.09 SMI. My research was grinding to a halt; finding sources like looking for the proverbial needle in a haystack at night. I sighed audibly. So much so, I actually looked around to see if I’d disturbed anyone. From the corner of my eye, I caught…
(This story was originally published in 2012 in three parts. I’m re-publishing it here, with its audio version, as a complete text, as I update the fiction on this site.) Tanya was a pretty, yet plain woman. The only thing that set her apart from the crowd was her hair — a fiery orange-red and…
I’m cleaning up some old posts and revising some old stories. This is one from the very early days…I wrote it back in college, so some 20 years ago. I recently used it for my podcast Brigit’s Erotic Bedtime Stories. They’d been living in the same house for 67 days. But she looked at…
I’m cleaning up some early blog work and updating it to merge with my podcast (Brigit’s Erotic Bedtime Stories), so I figured, since many of these stories predate most of my current readership, I’d refresh and re-post them as “new to (some) of you.” This one is actually based on some real people and is…
“They say she shows up whenever the fog rolls in and that she’s always naked when she appears,” Ginny’s eyes squinted up at the second floor window of her aunt’s newly renovated Victorian. Calvin glanced over at Ginny, eyebrows raised skeptically and inquisitively. “Have you seen her?” “I think I did once, when I was…
It was a very gray day, indeed. Rain beat against the roof in fits and starts, sending Edward into a reverie of a time when he’d once convinced his young children that the sound was the pattering hooves of Santa’s reindeer. Those very children would be bringing their own children to dinner, and his lovely…