Thursday morning There was a three day rock festival being held somewhere and five particular girls were lucky enough to get the very last tickets. They were all friends and were all about to head off into their respective colleges the next year, so they decided that with the festival it'd be their best and last memory of them together. They all decided to...
"Everyone starts with one hundred IQ points," I said, handing the bag to Fiona. "Only a hundred?" She examined one of the polished copper pennies. "I'm one-fifty at least." "It's symbolic," I explained. "One hundred or more and you're your normal self. Zero or less and you're a total bimbo. It's not just intelligence, either. It's also focus and inhibition...
When Lauren arrived back in the house Renee was dressed and ready to go to work. She asked about the trouble at the restaurant but Lauren wouldn't talk about it. All she said was that it was a conflict and it's been resolved. Renee let it drop as she prepared their lunch. Lauren noticed Renee seemed to be a bit quieter than normal. She thought it must have...
The bass is hard. The temperature is hot. "Bar in the front, dancing in the middle, pool in the back...thankfully Aussie pubs aren't much different from American bars." I don't really attract that much attention until I open my mouth and order a coke. Then every eye is on the American with the weird accent ordering a decidedly "wimpy" drink. I shake off the...
How dare that fuzz bucket wire-haired snaggled-tooth jerk tell me that I didn't know squat about playing pool! Somebody should inform the numskull that my daddy was the state 9-ball Champ for 4 years running and my Grandpa was the owner of this town's biggest and baddest billiard room in the early 1940's. Pool is my first, middle and last name. Oh well, hind...
Every year we vacation at the Jersey shore. My husband and I rent the same house year after year because we like the location as it is conveniently near all the amenities. We have our favorite restaurants and our favorite bars and we seem to see almost the same people which makes it special. This house is just a few houses away from the beach and for the pas...
Strangely enough, it was one of those crazy games that two people sometimes dream up when under great pressure. Roommates in college, they had danced around each other in their freshman year without either admitting their mutual attraction. Michelle and Barbara had cried together at the summer break, and swearing to keep in touch had also agreed to room tog...
We had been sitting across from each other at the table. Your light blue eyes staring at me, measuring my reaction to the cards I was picking up. The game was Canasta and you never lost... well you never lost to me. But at the moment I was staring at you, my emerald eyes watching you sweat. I could tell by the way you kept moistening your lips you were nervo...
The phone rang Saturday about 1:00 PM. Christy was on the phone. I had spent the previous night at her apartment celebrating New Year’s Eve. Christy asked me what I was doing. I told her that I had just got out of the shower and I was on my way out the door with my boyfriend Dave to eat. She asked me if I was going to spend the day with Dave. I told her no t...
Prologue At a five-star luxurious hotel in the heart of downtown Montreal, Henri, the Head Concierge, is making sure that everything is perfect. As he entered the penthouse by opening the elegant 8-foot high stained solid core double doors, he can see Jacques, the Sommelier, putting away dozens of wine and champagne bottles on the wooden wine racks for the...