I never looked forward to the night bus home from college. It was a long, boring bus ride, 5 hours to Dayton, and then another half hour taxi ride to my moms' house from the bus depot. There is nothing quite so ugly as the Dayton bus depot at 3 in the morning. The bus was often full. At best, I would get a window and an empty seat next to me. At worst, the t...
She was reading a paper at the bus stop the first time I saw her. To be honest, I didn't really notice much beyond the really snazzy boots she wore. It went on that way for a few months- every so often I'd spot her walking across town or waiting for the bus. I started to look for her during my morning commute, and I started to notice a few other things as th...
It was a crap job anyway. But when you added an hour and a half on the night bus to get home, after a ten hour shift spent on my feet, then it went beyond crap to hellish. Saturday nights were the worst because I had to share my journey with all the drunken idiots coming home after their night out. That night was no different. I got on at Victoria, went st...
The longest bus ride to Point West High School is the 17 route from Hidden Cove. I live with my mother at Hidden Cove and I ride the bus each school day. It is a long boring ride along the coast, with too many twists and turns to allow for reading. I board the bus along with Aubrey and Melissa each school morning. If I get a ‘hello Gary' from either girl it...
CHAPTER ONE Stephanie thought her life was pretty well organised until Julie hired her as piano teacher. Then things started to go wrong. Almost 20 years old, she had learned from her Chinese mother the value of a good education. Her passion was music. She was two years into her Music Degree at University. Her mother was doubtful that piano would provide a...
"8 o'clock shoot I am so late" Kitty said as she sprung out of bed in a hurry. She ran to the bathroom and washed some of the sleep out of her eyes. She looked in the mirror and sighed at what she looked at. Her beautiful shoulder length brown hair was in tangles, her soft brown eyes red with the lack of sleep she has been having. she winced in the mirror, "...
I work in the city and I ride the bus to work. I enjoy wearing sexy clothes to work because it makes the day interesting and because my boss enjoys it. He's a nice guy. Never gets handsy, just likes to look. On the bus is a different story. It's always crowded and by the time I get on, there are no seats left. Almost every day, I have some guy putting his ha...
Fannie had hit a low point in her life and when her chance for happiness fell apart at the altar she knew she had hit rock bottom. No, Freddie Mac was not the solution to her financial problems, hell she knew he was in trouble too, but as their wedding was destroyed it was simply too much for the couple. They split acrimoniously, each vowing never to even ta...
I want to apologize for the "5a" chapter being posted. I had moved it to my drafts folder without intending for it to be published after a change of heart with the content. This is a revised version of chapters one through four with my intended chapter 5 at the end. Thank you to everyone who provided feedback on the series to date. I hope you enjoy the sto...
"What kind of security company doesn't do direct deposit for their employees? I hate these fuckers," Nadia Barnes said angrily, as she walked to the bus stop at Pinecrest Station. Try as she might, she couldn't find the damned cheque which she'd lost right after picking it up at the offices of First Response Security Inc. If those fuckers had direct deposit,...