There is always one in every class. Sometimes more but at least, always one. I was being as still as I could, sweating a little under the bright lights of the classroom. My naked body was on full display as I stood there, hands on my hips, left legs bent at the knee. The students were all around me, walking, studying, sketching or painting my picture on thei...
The curtain had fallen. The cast had taken their final bows and once they were cloaked in darkness the budding young soprano, Clara Josepha Cavalier, tore from the stage with her heels striking loudly on the wooden boards while she held up the voluminous skirts of her lavender dress. She pushed past the chorus, stage technicians, and wardrobe to her private...
First story, be kind, leave feedback, and know that if you like the story I will be posting more. If not, well, not so many will be uploaded. Enjoy, Hidden Feelings. ------ Where do I begin? My life's changed so much that I hardly recognize myself sometimes. So much has transpired in such a short frame of time that I wonder how I survive. 2 years it has...
The ticking of the clock was like the steady beat of a heart, threatening to lull me to sleep. The numbers were starting to blur in my vision. "Only 4am?" I thought to myself with a groan, leaning back in the office chair. My eyes swept around the small office, wondering how to kill another three hours. Working night shift at a hotel was great, and the pay...
"You know what I don't like about her," said Anita, the tall statuesque blonde, "is that she thinks she is better than the rest of us." "I'll second that," said Carol as she sipped on her wine, while sitting in Anita's family room. "Well," said Cindy the redhead, "I think her problem is that she and her husband don't have enough sex." The three women laug...
I could visualise the crumpled bed sheets showing signs of the previous client; screwed up tissues and discarded condom wrappers lying on the floor. I ran my fingers over the satin sheets, imagining the raw sexual emotions that had come together, within. Smoke, from the numerous cigarette butts in the ashtray, still hung in the air and hidden behind it, ther...
The angel's name was Skye. Blonde hair gave in to tangles as the prior holy being plummeted towards the Earth's surface. Wings shadowed and not working, Skye gritted her teeth and closed her blue eyes as she prepared to hit the ground below. And hit the ground she did; hard too. To be a being without death but with pain is a fate crueler than most people wi...
She was sitting on the steps about to put on her shoes when the front door handle started to turn. She wasn't expecting anyone so she started to stand, reaching for her keys which could serve as her closest weapon. When the door finally opened, she heard a feminine exhale and looked to see the love of her life walking through the door. Sky stood at 5'5, wit...
Gina 2: The Wedding Weekend, Friday Gina was looking forward to the wedding. She had never attended a destination wedding. It was being held at a Caribbean resort over the Memorial Day holiday weekend. School was over and she'd begin her summer job when she returned. Gina planned to stay an extra few days to take advantage of the opportunity. The bridal par...
Journal entry, April 18, 2002: Dear Journal: I have to write this down. I have to do something to get this out of my head. I've tried everything else. I don't know what to do. I want to forget. And yet, I never want to forget. Jessica. The name I want to say over and over again. I want to be with her. I want to stay in that place where hot summer breezes ca...