As soon as we stepped on stage, the whole show was a real rollercoaster ride of emotions. It was brilliant. We knew we had something to prove. People in the audience knew it too. We were so full of adrenaline, so supercharged that I think people could instantly feel it and from the first note, they were totally into it and already dancing and singing along,...
I cracked my back, stretching after a tiring lunch rush. Sam had something on the earlier part of the day so I covered her shift during lunch. What I didn't expect was the endless stream of customers entering my restaurant, an odd occurrence seeing that it was a Monday. I peeked through the kitchen window into the dining area. The crowd had finally thinned o...
"My name is Nario. You are Mr. Armstead?" "Yes. I was expecting my uncle." "He could not come. I am his boy." Yes, I'll just bet you are, I thought. But then he clarified, if not enough to make a difference to me. "I am his houseboy. Welcome to Naples, Mr. Armstead." "Call me Harry, Please. Is it far from here to Positano?" "No, not too far. The worst...
Walter Pinge has no life. It was a phrase commonly heard whispered across the floor. That, and talk of how committed he was to his job. He sat in his private office, day in and day out, quietly number crunching, his obviously intellectual mind constantly churning over behind his thick, black-rimmed glasses. Not even his straight brown hair could hide his pa...
Chapter Eighteen - That Moment He Knew So, whoever did the stupid body swap knew very well about it. And was doing nothing to correct the situation. Things were just getting stupider if that was a word. "Boss?" It took him two full seconds to realize that Mark was trying to draw his attention. He reluctantly let go of the pencil he had been munching on un...
This is a book-length work, so not every chapter will involve sex. If you're just looking for a quick wank, this may not be your story. Thanks for reading! ===== There's ugly crying and then there's what I did in that bathroom. Tears, snot, spit - it all flowed freely. Quite frankly, I was a mess. Burying my face in a towel, I tried to muffle the worst o...
Sun streamed into my hotel room, waking me from my alcohol aided slumber. My head ached, my mouth was dry and my memory of the night before was spotty at best. I heard the shower in my room running and confusion set in. I had come to the conference alone and I had no idea who could be showering in my room. I recalled talking to a woman named Janice early at...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === At first I was convinced my ex-wife was in the bed with me. It was Sunday morning and I was in that half-dreaming half-dozing state I sometimes end up in when I've slept too long and I really should get up. I'd opened an eye to check the alarm clock a couple of times and, even though it wa...
Chapter 2 Connor's POV: It's been a week since I met Leo now, he and I have been videochatting every day minus one 'cause he went to theme park with his friends on Monday. That was one hell of a boring day for me. Living the showbiz lifestyle like me sounds like a distant dream to many people. But then, not many people live the showbiz lifestyle. At least...
Jason: It had been two weeks since Dick and I went on the campus tour. The campus was nice and our guide, Darwin was a great guy too. And it was then and there that I chose to go to PCC. I knew I had other options but I really liked the place and most importantly so did Dick. So I had gone home and told my parents about it, they weren't too keen about it bu...