A brief and twisted little fairy tale. * Author's Note If you are a regular reader of my work you will know that I am a big fan of slice-of-life stories as well as unorthodox princesses in anachronistic settings. Well, this tale has a bit of both. As usual, all characters are over the age of eighteen, and don't try this at home. Enjoy!Wax Philosophic *...
I stared at her, my hands were sweating and my heart felt as if it was going to implode. We just stood there, no talking, no introductions, no nothing. . .Just stared, and waited for the other one to make a movie, or some form of acknowledgment. After a week of being introduced through a friend, we finally made plans to meet. We only talked on the phone for...
I saw her sitting at a table close to the dance floor. She had just lit a cigarette, and I watched her full lips circle the end of it as she inhaled. I smiled as I watched her turn her head up and crook it to the side as she slowly let the smoke out. From where I sat, I could only see her profile. She was pretty, with short red hair; I could see the outlin...
This story follows on from Samantha Burnett's Late Night Hookup and my sequel Late Night Hookup 2: Angela. You should definitely read the earlier stories before reading this installment. *** ABBY It was her. It really was. Abby's hand shook as she pulled out her phone and opened the F4F app she'd installed after Angela had told her about her encounter wi...
Twenty-eleven hours, I looked at my watch as the metal walled box I was travelling in shuddered to a halt in a series of heart stopping jerks, to the accompaniment of frightening bangs and clanks. The lights dimmed, only the emergency lighting remained on, the elevator was stuck somewhere between the twenty-fourth and twentieth floors. Adrenaline coursed thr...
The nameplate was definitely too much, she thought. The stenciled capital letters read ALANA DIERDEN in black font surrounded by the faux gold plaque. It was supposed to have been a low budget indie film, and she had asked to be treated with the same accommodations as her costars. But the cry for inattention went unheeded as evidenced by her name exclaimed a...
I have been married for about six years now. The first five with Chuck were some of the best of my life. I am 31 years old now and for the last year, I have been pretty much alone. It seems as though Chuck has started going out pretty frequently with "the guys", usually to one of the local strip joints. When he finally rolls in after closing the joint, he sa...
Julia and I were very close. We shared all our secrets and deepest thoughts and were constant pillars of support to each other. Being a teenager is a wonderful thing when one looks back on it. The sort of friendship that can be gained at that younger age is incomparable to anything that may proceed. Together we went through life's rich tapestries sampling al...
Her stiletto boots vibrated with the pulse of the industrial beat. She felt in the middle of something exciting. Around her, people clad in latex, leather, chains, and drag carried on comfortably and casually, as if they were at a friends’ house. Lights swirled. She walked on, exploring the various areas of the club. She and her friend laughed as they pointe...
Hi, it's Jordan again. I didn't think I'd be writing more about my life, but the most amazing thing happened to me this last year. I fell in love. If you didn't read the first part of this story, a couple of years ago my husband divorced me. He left me without anything, and I needed to pay my bills, so I went to work as an escort. I was making ends meet whe...