I was tidying up my desk the other day when I came across my old photo-album, as I flipped through the pages I came across the photographs of Heide, Debby and Lori. I felt my self almost being transported backing time to my university days as I thought about those girls. I remember the first time I saw Heide; I was sitting on the front steps of the buildi...
Debby looked over as she heard the door open and there they stood, their mouths agape, Tammy and Lisa. These, Debby knew, were Linda's teen sisters, both back from college for their break, one an eighteen year old freshman, the other a year older, a sophomore. The two sisters had arrived a day early, without letting Linda know about the change in plans, and...
Ryan sat in a chair on the deck outside the Point Reyes coffee bar, looking at the colors of the new day. Her hair was still wet from the makeshift shower she had taken at a gas station on the ride north. Inside, the owner was speaking a bit too harshly to a new kid, who was on his second try of making a cappuccino for a waiting customer. Ryan glanced over h...
Clutching her purse, portfolio, and a pair of heels, Kate locked the door of her upstairs apartment and jogged to her car parked down the street. She was meeting Ben Sklar at The Nines in twenty-five minutes, and she was determined to be on time. Things have definitely changed. Kate’s life in New York became unbearable—the chaotic frenzy of the city, her ove...
Ryan tipped the cabbie and entered her building in the Mission. She trudged up the steps to her second floor apartment, rubbing her eyes. Goosebumps could still be seen on her arms, damp and chilled from the rain. The Victorian was quiet and Ryan tried to respect the time by unlocking her door without disturbing the silence. She closed the door carefully beh...
The salmon croquettes were all seated on their individual beds of lettuce, a Warhol-esque display of edible repetition. Ryan had lost count, and was starting over, ensuring accuracy before they went out into the dining area. She nodded to the servers, "Take it." Ryan surveyed the domestic kitchen--it surpassed any restaurant kitchen she'd ever worked in. S...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. *.* "Ryan! Get the, damn it, get the door," Sharon Luquette called out, mopping the sweat from her forehead with her towel. Ryan either did not hea...
The view from my window was pretty bleak. The rain poured in buckets, thunder rumbled in the distance, and the wind kicked trash across my yard from the overturned can. I wouldn't be leaving the house any time soon. I don't suppose it really mattered anyway. I had nowhere to go. I pushed the button to turn on my computer. Ready for another boring day filled...
Cindy moved back to the opposite side of the table as Ryan lay collapsed in his chair. I went to the fridge and poured me a glass of sweet tea. I walked back towards the table and noticed Terra was still touching herself. She always was such a horny bitch. Cindy cleared her throat and made an announcement. "It is my turn to pick a challenge and since we are...
Lori knew her brother, Ryan, had female friends before she had decided to move in with him. Their relationship was a strong and tender one, with each respecting the needs of the other. She had not thought about what would happen when one of them came to visit. She soon found out, and discovered things about herself that she had never guessed would happen. R...