-15- "I reneged on my agreement to be part of Clay's birthday present," Ali said to me, over the phone. "Really?" I questioned, a bit surprised at her decision, "Why?" "Well, the more I thought about it, the more it seemed cheap and tawdry, and I started feeling cheap and tawdry, as well; and while I might be all of that, it just didn't appeal to me, the...
It was a Friday in early spring in 1986 and Madonna was blasting from the video screens that were everywhere in the Covent Garden Gym in the heart of London. The gym was considered by some to be intimidating, as the walls were covered in mirrors, providing no hiding place for any extra pounds or inches. Sarah didn't really care, as she was addicted to the gy...
Sonya would have loved to remain in this position forever, safe under the sheet between Becky's arms. Unfortunately, she awoke at about 7:30 a.m., and realized it would be better to get a proper start of the day. She pulled on the clothes that had been strewn about the couches, and creeped back in to plant a firm kiss on top of Becky's open mouth, then some...
It was a cold winter's evening. A Wednesday, seven fourteen. I was curled up on the sofa, my chocolates on the armrest and my hot chocolate on the coffee table, pulled up to be within easy reach. I was getting right into my latest Maeve Binchy novel and as I reached for my third and absolute last until tomorrow chocolate the front door bell rang. The outside...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is chapter two of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from the...
Keeping John sufficiently engaged with the direction of several time consuming tasks of little import, I went in search of the head gardener. Mulligan was ensconced within his tin fortress set at the ever shaded side of the house. He was most surprised to see me open the door to his ramshackle shed and peer inside. "Mister Mulligan?" I spoke to the dusty da...
As Debra drove home she thought to herself, "I seem to be losing my underwear on a regular basis." At least she didn't need to worry about David being home. She knew he had left for the builder's convention in Los Angeles. She showered and wrapped up in a warm robe. She was happy she had some time to reflect on her future. Though painful, she had to admit t...
I. Take the afternoon, said Mr Hubert. There was no need for both of them to sit with the girls and be bored to horsehair in Madame Salle's villa all afternoon. Courtesy visits, he added dryly, and didn't she need to do anything? Postcards home, or something. They'd see her in the evening, sometime after supper. Not too late. She could sort something out on...
Comment: This story continues my account of the relationship between Carrie and Julie. Although it stands by itself, references are made to events in earlier episodes. In particular, the reader might want to look at "A weekend to remember." Both Carrie and Julie agreed that their relationship had begun to grow stale. Carrie continued to visit Julie,...
Jenna watched as Lilly pulled her t-shirt over her breasts. B Cups, she thought to herself. Lilly smoothed out the wrinkles and pulled on her jeans. Jenna lay quietly, watching intently from the bed. Lilly thought she was still sleeping. Jenna watched as Lilly's pert breasts bounced as she crossed the room, leaning over slightly. Jenna caught a glimpse of wh...