Madison had a full weekend planned. There was the planning committee meeting for the fund raiser, and the PTA meeting, and the brunch, and all the errands and shopping that filled the precious free time of a busy woman. And Friday night was to have been the night she finally closed the deal with that sexy little thing from her daughter's cheerleading squad....
Chapter II: What Ails the Good Doctor? The persons, places and events in this story are creations of my imagination and are entirely and purely fictional. They are not intended to portray any persons, places, things or any events which have occurred in real life. Any similarity to same are purely coincidental. "Yes you may," she said approvingly of his upw...
After I graduated from college in 1985, my parents rewarded me with what would be the greatest present of my life, a trip to Europe. I was 21 and full of life. My itinerary included Paris, London and Rome. I was over the moon when they told me that I could take my best friend Constance. Her parents had already approved it. We went to Europe on the Concorde....
"What about this one, you guys?" Talia asked, posing coquettishly. She had appeared in the living room wearing shorts and a tee that were both drastically short, even for late summer. The shirt was a black cutoff from Forever 21 with the words looking for trouble printed in blood red. It bloomed as she twirled, and her fit, tight bellybutton peeking out fro...
I have a confession to make, well it's actually two confessions. The first is a confession that will allow you to understand the significance of the second confession. Anyway, I have a confession to make. First, I need to tell you about my best friend, Anna (not her real name, there are some of you who will read this, who know her and I appreciate your confi...
DCI Abigail Spencer groaned at the persistent and invading noise of her phone and reached over to grab it from the bedside cabinet. 'Spencer.' 'Gov, it's DS Grisling here. Sorry to call your personal phone but I couldn't get hold of you on your work phone.' 'That's because it was fucking turned off Grizzly.' 'It's Grisling Ma'am.' 'At 3.30 in the fuckin...
Kelly looked at me when I got to work and laughed. "You two didn't have enough last night huh?" What could I do but smile. "Destiny, you were super hot last night." She got this cute little gleam in her eyes. "My Kelly was absolutely a wild man last night. He couldn't get enough of me." She came around her desk and kissed me. "Thank you for one wonderful nig...
NOTICE: This is a work of FICTION. Any resemblance to any real life situation is totally coincidental. ***** Rosa, an Asian American who's family came from Vietnam in the early 80s worked as an executive assistant to the one of the upper level executives of mid sized agency for economic development. She enjoyed her job, but if you got to speak with her, sh...
Adapted from the Short Story, "Candid Camera" by Ann Douglas. Used by Permission of the Author Denise rode the elevator up to the ninth floor. Getting off and walking up the corridor to the security office, she swiped her card through the door-side reader. "Quit feeling sorry for yourself," she muttered, as the door opened. "You knew the deal." Which was...
Not every DJ's done it, but I guarantee every DJ's at least thought about it, if not actively fantasized about it, if not actually done it. I'm talking about sex in the studio. I used to work the overnight shift at K___, a retro R&B station, but after a computer automation system came in, I was moved to evenings. Quite a promotion, they told me. Slipped...