Rosebud** - July 2018 Staycation story contest

Lindsey, or Lyle to his friends and acquaintances, was recently retired and was celebrating his 61st birthday with lunch with two long term friends. It was a fairly low key lunch at a rustic old café in the nearby mountains with a couple of long term friends. Several others of his childhood friends and their spouses, due to work and other commitments, could not attend but had sent gifts and well wishes with Jack and Bill.

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 60

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 60
by Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 - Naomi and Jim patrol separately.

Ruth Watkins was already making breakfast when Naomi came down in her uniform.

"I have french toast and sausage links, Naomi."

"I will have two slices of french toast and two sausage links.”

“Coming right up,” Ruth said, with a smile.

When Naomi was through with her breakfast, she went out to her suv. She picked up her microphone.

"County 300 checking in. I am on my way to pick up my squad."

“10-4 county 300.”

God's Special Angels

God's Special Angels

A TRUE Story by Haylee V. (C) 2017


Well, it's taken me about two weeks, but I finally have gotten settled in to my new group home and have tried (somewhat successfully) to befriend my fellow residents. One resident in particular was especially impressed with me--Jason.

Leigh Anne - Chapter 21

Leigh Anne - Chapter 21
By Barbara Lynn Terry

(Author’s Note: I am sorry it has been so long before I wrote another chapter. I wasn’t at all well, but I am better now. I will continue in bold type as I can’t see the font unless it is in bold type. Please accept my apologies. Thank you all for reading and commenting. Barbara Lynn Terry,)

Midland police took the arrested parents before the Midland County district attorney. Assistant district attorney Jim Watts drew the Gaynor cases.

“What do we have here, Joe?” Jim Watts asked officer Hines.

Unlikely Quarterback – 20 Elaine to Get on with Her Life

Unlikely Quarterback – 20
Elaine to Get on with Her Life

Bryce Royce learning he’s androgynous, says I’m Elaine…
Being Elaine not the boy Bryce, should be okay,
Except Bryce is Mr. Royce’s boy and a football player!
…Bryce/Elaine became an unlikely Quarterback;
…now insists she’s Elaine.

Covered Bridges-11.


“Okay and Haley?”
“Thanks for doing this. It’s really cool.”
“Well Frank’s a really nice guy and this is a lot more fun than spending the evenings watching cable in my hotel room.”
I slip through the doors and I go back to cooking.
I can feel Robyn watching my sway.

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 8

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 8
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 11 - Mr. Donohue gets a prisoner’s view of jail.

As is the practice of any jail, a prisoner is photographed and fingerprinted. The “mug” shots and fingerprints are then run through the NCIC (National Crime Information Center) and AFIS (Automated Fingerprint Identification System). Assistant district attorney, Joseph Donohue is no exception. His picture was taken and shown to several victims of crimes. The sheriff’s department was waiting for AFIS.

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 56

The Girl Most Likely To … - Part 56
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 - Mr. Williamson and fire duty.

Naomi took Mr. Williamson to the county jail and had him booked for terrorizing minor girls at a state facility. She told the deputy at the booking desk what it was all about. He said not to worry, because in addition to the terroizing charge, Mr. Williamson was going to be charged with disorderly conduct.

The Camp Of The Willows - Chapter 6

The Camp Of The Willows - Chapter 6
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Part 1 - The camp project meeting.

The girls all woke up and took turns in the shower. When they were finished getting dressed, they all made their beds and swept the cabin and mopped it. When they were done, the breakfast bell rang over the public address system.

The girls went to the cafeteria and had a breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon (three strips), toast (if they wanted any), and milk. Sharon sat with the girls today, and listened while Miss Loretta made an announcement.

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 7

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 7
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 9 - Life returns to normal in Pine Forest.

With Jonah Wilson Carruthers and David Adams gone, the city of Pine Forest returned to its normal operations. Folks were working, store proprietors were selling dry goods and groceries. John Shepard was still at the Village of Pine Woods hardware store. Eileen Shepard was looking through the sewing and crafts section. Jimmy and Kathy Shepard were looking at the toys.

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 55

The Girl Most Likely To … - Part 55
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 - back on patrol.

“Sheriff squad 300, resuming patrol.”

“10-4, sheriff squad 300. Be advised, the car you have now, will be your permanent vehicle for the Pine Meadows County sheriff’s department. Remember the fleet number.”

“Squad 300, 10-4.”

Leigh Anne - Chapter 17

Leigh Anne - Chapter 17
by Barbara Lynn Terry

As security took Geraldine Watkins back to the security office, Leigh was actually shaken by the experience of meeting Geri Watkins, again. This time, however, Leigh was so shaken, she had to sit down on one of the nearby mall benches.

“Leigh,” Darlene said to her friend. “Geri is going to jail this time. She will not bother you, ever again.”

“That isn’t what is bothering me, Dar. I’m just a little unsettled because of her being here. I have a very funny feeling that I am going to be called to testify against her.”

So You Want To Be A Girl, Do You - Chapter 8

So You Want To Be A Girl, Do You? - Chapter 8
By Barbara Lynn Terry

If you have not read “The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, you should. It is a good poem to read. Stephanie read in study hall about how Francis Scott Key wrote the poem The Star Spangled Banner while a prisoner aboard a British vessel. She also found out that it is the first stanza of that poem that is our national anthem.*

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 6

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 6
By Barbara Lynn Terry

(Author’s note: Susan Marie Kelly is an involuntary nom de plume for Barbara Lynn Terry. When it says submitted by Susan Marie Kelly, it should read “submitted by Barbara Lynn Terry. Thank you. Barbara.)

Chapter 8 - After the extradition hearings.

Part 1 - Jonah Carruthers and David Adams are taken back to Detroit.

The Camp Of The Willows - Chapter 5

The Camp Of The Willows - Chapter 5
By barbara Lynn Terry

Cammie Davies went in to Rachel’s room to wake her up. It appeared that sometime during the night, Rachel had gotten in to her own bed. But, when Cammie Davies went in Rachel’s room, she found Rachel wide awake. She was just finishing getting dressed, when her mom walked in.

“Well, I was going to wake you up, but it looks like you beat me to it. Is everything ready for camp?”

“Yes, mom, I heard Sharon just a bit ago, I think she is ready, too.”

Leigh Anne - Chapter 16

Leigh Anne - Chapter 16
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Part 1 - Roger Simmons is admitted to the county jail.

Roger Simmons was taken from the courtroom by deputies of the Abbot county sheriff’s department, to the Abbot county jail. He was taken to a tier where there was only one cell left open. The hardened, convicted felons, wanting to know if he was a plant, asked Roger questions.

“Hey, new guy. What’re you in for?” Asked another prisoner.

“Attempted arson. But, I was told if the district attorney has his way, I could be charged with first degree arson.”

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 5

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 7 - The block party winds down.

Part 1 - The block party ends.

Jennifer Wilkins from the neighboring town of Pine Woods, walked around the block party, enjoying ride after ride and game after game. Her strawberry blonde hair, was more like a red apple than a strawberry color. She walked with a regal, feminine gait, and kept looking furtively here and there. Officer Steve Hastings was watching her, because she seemed suspicious for some reason.

Leigh Anne - Chapter 15

Leigh Anne - Chapter 15
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Part 1 - At the hospital.

As the ambulance attendants wheeled the wounded suspect in to the Emergency Department of County General hospital, officer Tony Springer was asking the man questions.

“Sir, we need your name and address, as well as your date of birth. We need this information so that we can contact your family, and let them know what is going on.”

“Screw you. I don’t have to answer any of your questions without an attorney. I suggest you let me make my phone call.”

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 4

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 4
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 6

Sunday morning dawned early for the residents of Ginger Lane. It was time to get up, take a shower, have breakfast and man their stations. Jay Simons was already dressed and at the soft drink tent, setting everything up. She counted the money she would need for change, and made sure the stock was ready. Jimmy Shepard, having had his breakfast, went to join Jay at the soft drink tent.

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 3

The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 5 - Still at the block party.

With the Carruthers in jail, and the officers are back on doing their security, the block party was going stronger than ever. There were a few out of towners that wanted to know if they could get in to have a little fun. They were told no, because this was a block party only for the townspeople.

“Wait!” David Adams exclaimed. “Are you saying that this is a private carnival?”

Greg Olsen, a police officer for Pine Forest asked the man his name.

So You Want To Be A Girl, Do You - Chapter 7

So You Want To Be A Girl, Do You - Chapter 7
By Barbara Lynn Terry

As I left the school with Sally and Michelle, Donny Baird decided to come up to me.

“Say, beautiful, what say I walk you home?”

“Mr. Baird, why don’t you go flt a kite?”

“Awww, now look, Stephanie, all I want is one date with you. Is that too much to ask?”

All We Are - 1


A Sequel to You Are You

'Cause all we are we are
All we are we are
And every day is a start of something beautiful
And in the end the words won't matter
'Cause in the end nothing stays the same
And in the end dreams just scatter and fall like rain

Involuntary Secretary - Part 4

Ivoluntary Secretary - Part 4
by Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 - Frank Brainerd.

Laura turned off the tv, and then both ladies went to bed. Paula was drained, because even though she voluntarily accepted this position, she was still in doubts as to whether she chose the right job. All of her life, Paula always thought that a paycheck was a paycheck, but, until now, had no idea it would lead to this. What was she to do, she thought?

Leigh Anne - Chapter 12

Leigh Anne - Chapter 12
by StarPrincess

Part 1 - The evening before the big game.

The bus pulled up to Hampton Senior High School and the girls all got off the bus and went to their waiting parents. Leigh was still thinking about the upcoming nuptials that her parents want to go through to renew their vows. Then something crossed her mind, almost as if there was another person hiding inside of her.

"Don't think about what your parents are going to go through. Just concentrate on the upcoming match."

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 52

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 52
by StarPrincess a/k/a Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1. At Reneé's house.

Naomi and Reneé stopped the car in their driveway. After getting out of the car, they ran the ten feet to the house, because the windchill was only sixteen below zero. After getting inside the house, they took their boots and coats off, and settled down to tell the others in the house what had happened while they were visiting the "Home".
Ruth Watkins was in the living rooom when they entered the house.

The Role of A Lifetime


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David shivered. The old mansion could get drafty at night. He had to jump a little to lay down on the bed, as it was slightly higher than modern beds. Looking up, all he could see was the canopy and the curtains almost walled off the room. It was as if he was in a whole other world, insulated from the one he knew. The mattress was so soft, so comfortable, he felt himself relaxing immediately. Had it really been only a week since he got that letter from the law firm representing her estate? Imagine—his dull, drab old Aunt Frances, the secret love child of one of Hollywood’s most glamorous and tragic silver-screen sex goddesses. It still was hard to believe he was any relation to the legendary Ginger Garrison. And with her and Aunt Frances both gone, the magnificent old mansion in L.A.’s tony Holmby Hills neighborhood was all his now -- every stick of furniture and stitch of clothing in the place. The fancy cars in the garage and the paintings on the walls. He would think about how to pay the inheritance taxes on all of it tomorrow.

Flying out here from Vermont had really taken it out of him. The butler had installed him in another room, but when he’d been told this was her room as they passed, he couldn’t resist sneaking a peek inside. He closed the door quietly so as not to alert anyone to his presence. He took in the opulence of the room, like the rest of the house only more so: the huge dresser and dressing-room-style lighted vanity, a closet and wardrobe, the lavishly appointed bathroom...and a big four-poster bed with gauzy curtains that seemed to draw the eye to it. He struggled with temptation, gave in at last and opened a drawer or two. The topmost ones were full of lingerie, the old-fashioned kind from the mid-century period of their owner’s heyday: panties both brief and less so, stiff, lacy underwire bras, stiffer girdles, garter belts, waist cinchers, and silky hose galore. He let his hands savor the texture of the garments before carefully placing them back where found, then toyed with the impressive arsenal of makeup on the vanity: blush, mascara, rouge, scented powders, nail polishes and lipsticks in dozens of shades. Thoughts that made him blush beet-red went through his head.

Finally, he wandered over to the bed and sat on its old-style high mattress experimentally. It gave beneath him, with a lush softness one would expect in a home whose occupant could afford the very best of everything. Surely it couldn’t do any harm just to lay down for a bit... he thought. He sank down and down into a trancelike state of half-sleep. Presently he heard something...a whisper or a rustle of drapery, he couldn’t be sure which. No, it was definitely a whisper: ...Hi there, sailor!.. He looked around, but saw no one through the curtains.

Relax... the whisper came again. Lay back...get comfortable. He started to get a bit nervous. But the whispering voice seemed so seductive, so enticing that his nervousness couldn’t go much further than mild unease. Take all those clothes off, honey. You must be sweltering.

Take his clothes off? Well, he was going to did seem natural enough. He pulled off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his shirt, loosened his belt and pants, slid them off and was down to his shorts. Take it all off, the voice hissed. With a swallow, he took off his shorts and lay naked on the bed. He didn’t feel the chill he had expected. In fact, he could swear he felt someone’s warm breath on his neck. And though he still saw no one but himself, he was starting to feel...something...touching him, caressing him.

So handsome, the voice whispered. Young and smooth...just the way I like ’em.

Suddenly something in his brain clicked into place and he recognized the voice. He had to be hallucinating. It couldn’t be her; she was decades dead. But the soft soprano was unmistakable, even at a whisper. “Is someone there?” he asked aloud, still not allowing himself to think the obvious.

Nobody here but us ghosts, darling, said the voice. Now he felt a chill...right up his spine. “G...Ginger?”

Right the first time, the voice replied. What did you expect? This is my bedroom, after all. Or was, at least.

Being Transgender is the Least of My Worries

Being Transgender is the Least of My Worries
By Drew Miller

What do you do when you come to savor the peace and contentment of living a life true to yourself, only to have it ripped away? How do you move on? Can you move on? Katie, the main character, must find a way by turning her pain into something positive.

Out of the Blue Part II: Into the Fray-Chapter 6

Out of the Blue Part II: Into the Fray
By Drew Miller

After making it to safety to Sissy's ranch, Karen Shaw, Sissy, and Hicks come up with a plan to find Karen's friend Alice and ascertain her fate in all of the post pandemic chaos and fear.

Gandhi and Me -4

Gandhi and Me -4

Having been abusive to five gay and lesbian students, Brad has agreed to act as one of them for a full year. This is in place of being incarirated for seven years as an adult. Brad is not just becoming sensitive to what he had done. But is learning it was misplaced anger about who he is and did not want to accept


Patti's Princess Cousin Sam(antha)?

Sam, Cousin Patti and Sister Monika were very close growing up; often enjoying playing dress up in girl's clothing when they were together... This would have been normal if Sam were short for Samantha, but Samuel was his given name... Patti had often said that Sam would be Patti’s Princess come her wedding day. That time has come and gone... Samuel Conrad is now at a crossroads trying to decide if being Samantha is the direction he wants his life to take.

Does he have the courage to attempt it?

Patti’s Princess: Cousin Sam(antha)?
A New Trilogy

By Jessica C

Copyright © 2013 Jessica C
All Rights Reserved.

Images 52

Images 52

Chapter 52

I’m still humming the song as we pull back into the diner and I head inside and slip through the crowd of customers and all the way to Taylor and he’s flipping some stuff from the grill to plates and I let him put them up to the pick up window.

Then I kiss him before he has a chance to put anything new on the grill and I go over and over again leaning into him pressing close and go until some of our regulars at the counter start to hoot and holler.

I wave at them and I keep kissing him for a few more minutes.

Oh yum it is such a good thing to kiss him.

Cherchez la femme:

When I first heard her talk, I thought her voice was changing and I was right. Her voice changed, but it didn't get lower, it got higher. Joan also has a nice figure."

"Son, are you gay?"

"No, sir. I don't know why I noticed Joan out of all the natural girls in the school. We're not in the same classes. She's a freshman and I'm a sophomore. I'm going to be sixteen this year, and I am starting to notice girl shapes more and more. It was Joan that I noticed, though, and I was wondering if I could be her boyfriend."

Cherchez la femme
Chapter 1

by Barbara Lynn Terry

Copyright © 2013 Barbara Lynn Terry
All Rights Reserved.


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