Stories Published by 'ReedRichards'

What to Do About Danny

The responsibilities of friendship.

Inspired by Just Words' story, What to Do About David. * "Well, what are we going to do about it?" That was Sandy, my wife of 22 years, and she had just told me that Traci, one of her friends - though not one of her closer ones - was having an affair. Normally, I wouldn't give a rat's ass that some woman I barely knew was screwing around on her husband, but her husband, Danny,...

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The End of an Affair

From the 'Other Man's' perspective.

As is usual in my stories, the places and descriptions are real, but the characters are not; any resemblance to any person, living, dead or undead, is purely coincidental. The characters are all in their thirties, well over the age of consent. ***** I was trying to figure out where I was, as my eyes would just barely open, as though they were stuck together with gunk. Then...

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Angela Pt. 04

Chapterthe last.

Friday, September 30, 2016 (3:30 PM) Of course, I knew all along that Angie was planning on spending time with her down-home boyfriend this weekend, but it still hurt to have her say it again. I guess that, somewhere in the back of my mind, her just flat out fucking me, on her own initiative, had changed that, but not getting emotional about it said that no, she'd see him. And I...

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Angela Pt. 03

Can she have both a college and back home boyfriend?

I have not provided any particular 'catch up' in this chapter. If you haven't read parts 1 and 2, this will not make much sense to you. * I had set my now 'official' mealtimes down in the letter to Angela, and now I had to follow them, to the letter, so that she could either show up and eat with me, or avoid me while she got ready to head back home to her old boyfriend. It was...

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Angela Pt. 02

Is she going back to Steve?

"Hey, Angie, I haven't eaten yet, and I guess you didn't either. Wanna go ahead and get something? I mean, the cafeteria is right here, or maybe we could go out someplace nicer?" I guess that's the thing to do when a girl tells you that she doesn't hate you, to ask her out, even if it is just for lunch. "I could eat," she answered, though still kind of hesitantly. "Cafeteria food, or...

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Angela Pt. 01

Two virgins come together; is it a mistake?

My head was splitting, but that didn't matter; it was as happy a morning as I could ever have imagined, as I slowly woke up, and could feel Angie's body snuggled up to mine. It was close quarters in my dorm room twin bed, the room still half dark as the sun was just barely up. I guess it was my hugging her, pulling her just a little closer, that woke her up. I figured that she'd have the...

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Ostracism Pt. 06

Can she take a decision?

Author's note: This story contains some anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. * Brandon's question caught her off guard. She'd thought that their afternoon was going well, but apparently not well enough;...

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Ostracism Pt. 05

Choices to be made.

Author's note: This story contains some anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. ** Reality was in the slowly lightening room, as another school day was starting. It had been her passion that had brought...

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Ostracism Pt. 04

The knock on the door.

Author's note: This story contains some anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. * Mary Margaret had gotten a full tray for dinner. Chicken and dumplings were a special treat at the cafeteria, the perfect...

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Ostracism Pt. 03

Will Danny finally man up and make a move?

Author's note: This story contains some anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. * "Dude, I apologize! I think that I just fucked you over." "Huh, what happened?" Danny asked his roommate....

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Ostracism Pt. 02

Chances missed.

Author's note: This story contains several anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. * Danny was storming around the campus. He had already been upset that Mary Margaret had a date with some guy, and when...

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Ostracism Pt. 01

A Catholic girl helps a guy shunned by everyone.

Author's note: This story contains several anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. * There he sat, all alone. In a cafeteria full of other college students, he remained all alone. His name was Danny,...

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Hiking the Appalachian Trail

Army sergeant got dumped.

I had planned this trek along a part of the Appalachian Trail for a while now, since February, and my girlfriend Renee and I were looking forward to it. I was taking part of my annual leave -- soldiers get 30 days leave a year -- in the middle of June, and Renee was able to get off two weeks herself. Not knowing if my Army boots were really good for the trail -- the trail in Pennsylvania is very...

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Gung Ho at Gunnison

The cure for a hangover is a nude beach!

Huh? I was startled awake by the wet nose of an orange cat, sniffing my own. The cat jumped back, and then over to the person sleeping next to me. I wish that I'd stayed asleep, 'cause my head was absolutely throbbing. "OK, Fred, I'll let you out," I heard the person next to me say. It was a woman's voice, a bit lower than I'd expect, but still dulcet. Who had I slept with. My eyes...

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Getting Down at Brown Ch. 04

The Final Chapter.

Sunday, April 2, 2017 Mrs St Croix drove us back to the dorm. After the dreary weather on Cliff Island for our Spring Break, it was really nice in Providence, 60º and mostly sunny. I, for one, was looking forward to getting rid of sweatshirts and boots. It did set me to thinking: just how did Sheila dress in warmer weather? It was already November when I switched dorm rooms with...

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Getting Down at Brown Ch. 03

Who goes on Spring Break in Maine?

"Max, do you have any particular ideas about Spring Break?" I'd been a few weeks since Sheila and I had moved from being roommates to lovers, and, to me, life had been just perfect. What I had feared most, that us getting together romantically would destroy the relationship we'd slowly developed as friends, hadn't happened. Now, we were close, in a way I never realized before was possible,...

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Getting Down at Brown Ch. 02

Their first time . . . and second.

I took a few steps into the room, and I guess that I must've had a slack-jawed look on my face. In the background, I could hear the cheering of some of the other students on the floor; obviously, they knew what Sheila had done. "You two have fun" was the last thing I heard, before someone pulled the dorm room door closed. I'd stopped short, so my roommate took a couple of steps to come over...

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Getting Down at Brown

Their first time.

I had just gotten my pants back up when Jeff and his girlfriend, MaryEllen, walked into the dorm room Jeff and I shared. Jeff went straight in to the bathroom, when MaryEllen smirked at me and said, "If you're going to jack off in this room, maybe you at least ought to do it in the bathroom." I was busted. I didn't realize it for a second, but a deep breath was enough to tell me how she knew:...

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My Number Ch. 15: The Final Chapter

The Wedding.

Exams were finally over, and the Big Day was approaching. I'd actually gotten in a couple of days of orientation at Central Bank, so that I could start for real on the 22nd, just two days after Dave and I got married. My mom came down to Lexington to pick me up on Thursday, May 18th, and now I wouldn't see my fiancée until our wedding on the 20th. Dave headed down to his family's farm right...

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New England Vacation

The kids are grown and out of the house!

A brief story, the beginning of a vacation. As is usual in my stories, the places named and described are real. The people? Well, . . . . * Ellen and I had been married for a long time, 36 years now, and 36 years changes people. We'd gone from two skinny people to two not-so-skinny parents, and now, in my early sixties and her late fifties, well we looked our ages. My...

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Passion at Penn State

A chemical engineering nerd and a math major.

I love Friday nights! The school week was over, and the work week was, too. I'm a chemical engineering major at Penn State, an unfortunately kind of poor one, and that means I have to work while I'm in school. A lot of hours in classes and labs, followed by four hours in the afternoon working at the Giant supermarket, mostly in stocking or pushing carts around from the parking lot. I ought to...

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My Number Ch. 14

Just before finals, a trip to the Gorge.

"Just before we met, I filled out an application for an Army ROTC scholarship. It's not often that you can get one to start your junior year, but I just found out: I've been accepted. If I take it, I'd have four weeks of training at Fort Knox, really right after we got married. It would make finding a job for the summer tougher, but I could probably at least find a laborer job when I got back....

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Down on the Farm: The Whole Story

The excitement of ordinary times.

This is the complete version of Down on the Farm. There were several errors made in the three previous chapters, and I have attempted to correct them all and simply publish this as a complete short story. I hope that you'll enjoy it. ________ Oh, good Lord, what had I bought? The price was right: 7½ acres, right on the river, with a livable house, all for...

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Ruthie at the Beach

Sun and sand and surf and...

"C'mon, Ruthie, you can just leave that top untied." That was Jason, one of my friends -- definitely not my boyfriend -- and what he wanted was for me to sit up on my beach towel without putting my top back on. A bunch of us -- three guys and three girls -- had headed to the beach at Atlantic City on this hot July day, and as girls are wont to do, we'd all untied our bikini tops while...

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My Number Ch. 13

Getting ready for summer.

This was hot, and this was funny, both at the same time. This was the first time I'd worn heels since I met Dave, and that four inches of extra height put me dead on his level. It didn't make any difference to me, but Dave, wow! He was just totally turned on, as in couldn't keep his hands off of me turned on. I had to promise him a really good time when we got back home, just to get my clothes...

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My Number Ch. 12

Springtime.

I was dreading taking this call, but really, I couldn't not take it. "Hi, Amanda, how'd it go?" "Oh, my God, Marcy, it was amazing! Eric asked me if I still wanted to be with him, and I said yes, and then he told me he loved me! Can you believe it? I practically raped him after that, and it was amazing, really good, and I still can't believe it. He spent the night with me, us just laying...

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My Number Ch. 11

A bit of a twist!

Well, thud! I knew that wasn't the question Amanda had expected – and hoped for? – from Eric. But I had to try to make her feel better about this. "Listen, I know that you were expecting him to ask you to marry him, but maybe this makes more sense, at least right now?" "Yeah," she answered, in a not-very-enthusiastic tone of voice. "It kind of does make more sense, and I wasn't even sure...

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My Number Ch. 10

St Valentine's Day.

Oh, my God, I just squealed when I read that, and everybody was staring at me, wondering what the heck had happened. "My dad asked my mom out for New Year's eve!" I was kind of dancing in my chair at the supper table over that, and Dave asked if that was a good thing. "Oh, yes, it's wonderful! They're both so lonely, and maybe they can put the past behind themselves now." The evening was...

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My Number Ch. 09

Happy Holidays!

The Thanksgiving weekend rolled by pleasantly. It was sunny, and cool but not cold. The Parkers' harvest was already in, and Dave walked me around the farm, with cut cornstalks and some of the debris of harvest that I really didn't understand. There was the hard-packed lane which led down to the dock, and we had to go there, since that was where Dave and I got engaged, and we walked along the...

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My Number Ch. 08

Thanksgiving at Dave's.

We didn't get away from Dave's parents' house until almost 9:00 PM, and it's an hour drive back to our apartment in Lexington. I had told Dave that his mom suggested we have the wedding in the spring, on the farm, because it was really beautiful and green then, and it would save a lot of money doing it that way. He was kind of surprised that his mother had suggested that, considering that his...

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