Just a quick word about the Read an Ebook Sale that starts tomorrow (Sunday, March 3) at Smashwords. You can find all the Miriam pen-name stories here. I’ve put everything on 50% off. The sale ends March 9.
And yes, I’ve been busy, though not as much with writing or publishing. I’m slowly getting back on track and hope to do the Humpday stories again.
No humpday story today. Yesterday was supposed to be publishing day. Then today.
Instead, my friend Walter died this morning. Continue reading “Loving memory”
A warm bowl of minestrone soup and a cool glass of lemonade. Everything Millie Samson needs to get away from the weirdness of working for a billionaire dinosaur shapeshifter.
Really, she welcomes anything to keep her headache under control.
Because finally the boss allowed Millie to hire a new assistant. Rhianna interviewed well. Living up to her full potential might be another thing altogether.
If you enjoy quirky short stories that poke fun at billionaires, dinosaurs, and shapeshifters, be sure to read Hunting the Billionaire Dinosaur. Continue reading “Humpday Story: Hunting the Billionaire Dinosaur”
Adam knew exactly what hit him. A cardboard box full of metal hardware—wall brackets, t-stand arms, and pegs for hurdle fixtures. The dumb box weighed a hundred pounds. And it fell on top of his head.
One thing to die at work, another to die in an elevator while listening to Christmas music.
A sexy encounter from beyond the grave at a department store. If you enjoy strange fantasy erotica, be sure to read Death of a Retail Associate. Continue reading “Humpday Story: Death of a Retail Associate”
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This one isn’t actually published yet. You get to read it here first! I’m ramping back up my publishing operations, and this story is scheduled for January. Cherry Mistmas! Continue reading “Hop on Over to the North Pole”
The dark, clowns, and women—three things Jeremy Price fears.
When he seeks out Dr. Jane Bernstein’s help, little choice remains but to face those fears one by one. But even in the safety of Dr. Jane’s office, that last fear can be paralyzing.
Friendly, supportive, but certainly no sexual object, Dr. Jane treats Jeremy as an equal. As a person. Unlike the other women in his life. Even so, Jeremy struggles with one simple request.
He’d rather lay on the sofa than sit in the chair. Aren’t therapy sessions supposed to be that way?
If you enjoy quirky cougar erotica, be sure to read Femme Phobia.
Copyright © 2017 Hermit Muse Publishing
Cover image: MilanMarkovic/BigStockPhoto
Cover design: David Anthony Brown
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For three months, I had the hots for the girl in the apartment above mine. I lived in a studio apartment, one room and barely big enough for a queen size bed and a desk that was used both for meals and work. When I washed dishes in the evening, I often got the pleasure of watching her walk out of the building and to her car.
She always wore skimpy booty shorts and a tank top, baring her long legs and tanned skin. She had a sway to her hips, like she knew somebody was watching, no matter how small a chance.
I spent extra time, making sure my dishes were well scrubbed, but I never paid much attention to them. I’d lean against the counter, pressing my boner against the cabinet and imagine pressing up against her firm body. She was shorter than me by a lot, so I daydreamed about my cock against her stomach, with the head right below her breasts. Continue reading “Sunday Quickie: Neighbor With Benefits”