I'm standing in the cold, rainy night waiting for her. She has chosen the motel. So far, I have only had glimpses of her; seeing her at a party, a club, on the street, but somehow, she caught me once and gave me this address. It's 9pm. I'm smoking a cigarette. I enjoy the nicotine as it flows into my lungs and brain, drawing hard on it. Shadows in the night...
Sometimes I took a certain perverse pleasure in chiding Gretchen in front of guests, but on this occasion I was genuinely irritated. Or I thought I was!!!" Normally neat enough in her movements, discreet and self-effacing, Gretchen upset the cream jug on the coffee table dangerously near to the elegant knees grouped around it. I angrily ordered her to get a...
It's about noon already. I'm standing outside with her while she takes a fifteen minute break at her work. It's just us out here, no one else at her job smokes and you can't see the back of the building from the road. She wraps her arms loosely around my shoulders in an embrace and kisses my neck. "So have you missed me this week, Lover?" she asks in a kitt...
When the pressure's on I can never seem to come up with any ideas. This is the thought tip-toeing through my mind as I leave the last Creative Writing lesson of term. The assignment's due first week back meaning I've only got three weeks. What am I going to write about? Just time for a quick cigarette outside the main entrance - cold wind whipping against my...
Hi Litsters, This is a set of disconnected vignettes about the women in Heather Franklin's life. I have written them as a separate series to distinguish them from her stories which are more closely bound to her job as a lawyer. Your votes, comments and private feedback mean the world to me, so please do not forget to leave them. Hat-tip to House MD. As...
Note from the Authoress: For any one who has read the Julie Journals they will know I always mention that my stories are a mixture of fact and fantasy. The content of this story is pure fantasy but the characters are fact. For that reason I have not included this as part of the Julie Journals. It is dedicated to a lovely intelligent woman and her partner who...
When the doorbell rang I thought it was Kev back early from work. We'd only just moved on to the Reader Estate and I figured that maybe he'd forgotten his keys. I was unpacking boxes but I'd dressed up a bit for him. You know, short skirt, tight top, high heels, a bit of lipstick in all the right places - he hadn't been showing much interest recently. So...
Brandi Collins awoke from a long leisurely nap, her head throbbing a little less than it had earlier as the three Jim Beam and cokes had managed to finally wear themselves out of her system. Her bed was nice and warm, and the pillow was nice and soft. The alarm was blinking, so that must have meant that there was a power failure. Brandi lifted her head from...
I saw her again today. She Walked through the streets as I was Sitting in the alley. She was perfect her Strawberry hair Shone like the sun amongst the shit of the city. I pulled out a cigarette as I dreamed. I kissed her lips, my hands in her hair. In my day dreams she came to me daily. Sometimes I would be kissing her breasts while she screamed in delight....
Author's Note By popular demand, I'm back. Bear with me, this one might not be exactly what you wanted in terms of content. I wanted to introduce another character, and advance the narrative. The upcoming chapter will have much more sex, and much less socialization, so stay tuned. And thanks for being patient, and leaving nice comments. :) ***** Machine...