"Shit," Gabe exclaimed, as he shucked his athletic T, slithered down the ladder of the lifeguard stand, raced to the water, and dove into the breakers. When had the little fuck gone into the water? ran through his mind as he knifed through the ocean toward the flailing arms. He couldn't watch the guy all day. Or, he certainly could have, but he wouldn't be...
The next morning Scott and I went to breakfast together and then he had to hurry off to team activities. I didn't see Troy all day or night. The soccer coach held two practices and the rest of the time he was tied up with frat business. I purposely avoided the locker room when the soccer players were around. I wasn't sure how my body might react to seeing na...
RICHARD: These mechanical vehicles were fast, sickeningly so! I had never went so fast in my life! I held onto the rails, as the buggy jumped over hills. I wondered was this as fast or faster than Rejon. It definitely felt faster! However, the ride didn't last too long! We arrived in the canyons an hour and a half later, everyone getting out. We headed i...
My car came to a stop below the front of the house and I just sat there. It had been a long day and I was tired and not ready for the chaos I would find inside. Instead I sat there in the car and lay my head back on the headrest and closed my eyes for five minutes of peace. A year ago I would have been hurrying inside, however hard my day had been. But a ye...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
Six months later, Jonathan sat at his Uncle's desk with Tony seated right beside him who was showing him the various files contained on the hard drive of the computer. He was instructed, step by step, how to navigate each one and continue the orders and pay outs that would keep the business running. It didn't go unnoticed that many of the files had been re...
I was going stir-crazy in my little apartment. The overwhelming urge to go out for a couple drinks was winning. I checked my wallet -- again. The ten dollar bill was still there -- it hadn't magically changed into a 20 or more. I thought about it for a few more minutes and remembered my unemployment check would be in the bank the next day. I grabbed my windb...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I had not intended to write a series or a sequel to this story at the time that I submitted it. However based on the comments that I received encouraging me to continue this story, I have decided to write another chapter. If that is well received then I will continue with these characters. Thank you for the positive feedback. ***** SPEEDO PO...
1 He walked along the Embankment watching the boats pass on the Themes. He loved London and especially in the autumn, when Westminster Bridge wasn't crawling with tourist, having to swerve to avoid bumping into them, how rude they were not to move as you would walk in a straight line. The usual talents still worked. A mime artist would walk and act when a...
The drama department's bulletin board was plastered with sign-up sheets for auditions. Tristan's eyes flitted over his options, skipping anything directed by undergrads. He had limited time this semester as it was his last year at school and he wanted to build a strong portfolio of successful shows before graduating. He found one bulletin that listed the dir...