If I'd known the weeks would become months--and how they would end, I would've killed myself. Or at least that's the way I thought in those days. A botanical research trip to the jungles of Colombia was planned as a two-week summer jaunt, something to write papers about, post pictures on the university's website. I spoke Spanish, I'd lived in Mexico, I had...
My name is Scott. I'm twenty-two years old, I'm a professional ballet dancer with the Chandler Theatre. I've had fourteen years of ballet training, I have the coordination, agility and the stage presence that a dancer needs to be a success. I also do nude modeling and sexually explicit videos. At some point during my career at the Chandler Theatre, one of...
I pushed through the door of Starbucks and was instantly hit by the aromatic smell of coffee, just as how a constructive wave crashes onto the shore, bringing with it the rich sediments and jewels of the sea before retreating back, leaving people wanting more. Exotic blends from faraway lands of the likes of Sumatra, Peru, the Arabian lands and much more tin...
Disclaimer: This is all fiction, based on my own imagination. They have no relation to the real world. Any similarities of real people or places are purely coincidental. I hope you'll enjoy it. Keegan Richards was one of the fastest swimmers at Montel College. He was not the largest of his team-mates nor was he the tallest at five foot six, but he didn't...
"Listen to me, Glen. If you don't give up that bike, you're going to kill yourself. You're entirely too reckless—about everything. I don't care. I don't want you too—" The man blanched and dropped the cell phone on the floor between the carrots and the tomatoes. Nathan, who was just wheeling his cart into the fruit section not far away and had picked up an...
The winters in Ohio can get pretty brutal. I sat at a red light watching the snow fly, my wipers beat a fast tempo in an attempt to keep up with the white stuff. I gazed into the murky twilight hoping that the photographer would still be there. I was late, as usual, and had little time left to get my passport photo taken. With the total fuck-up of the state...
Chapter 27. In which our hero travels to distant lands. I am on the way to the airport for a business trip to H**. I reflect that I have never been to Texas before and I know little about the city other than what I have gleaned on television news. My employer is sending me to a training engagement. The event starts tomorrow morning and I have a mid-after...
Not for the first time Ralph cursed his rotten luck as he cleaned up the mess other people had left behind in their offices. A scant six months ago he had been one of these office types but that was before he had lost his job and, to add insult to injury, his wife had left him for his boss. Somehow his life had spiraled out of control after that. He had hit...
It took about a month or so for me to accept what had happened with Peter. I always considered myself to be straight but there was no denying that I had enjoyed, no, I had loved what happened with him. I couldn't make any sense of it but there was no getting around the fact that Peter awakened something inside me. I would lay awake at night, masturbating wh...
A pocket-palladium, the Monde Elegante nightclub was the premier show club in the city. Also one of the oldest. The neighborhood when it was built was a genteel part of town occupied by the comfortably well off. Passing years had changed the demographics and the median income of the area, and the Monde Elegante had deteriorated, too. The building could use a...