Paris was our garden of ecstasies. One evening we find a girl-bar in Rue Mouffetard, a lesbian cellar, dank, dark, noisy, crowded with university students. older butches in full drag, baby dykes with rings in their nostrils, a drummer and two guitarists on a small stage, women of course, the musicians wearing tight striped tank-tops that barely cover their...
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Sofia Stefani was nervous. This was, after all, her very first interview for the Dixie Times. Her editor, Steve Lupine, was a grizzled old newspaperman who believed that new reporters learned from adversity. That's why she ended up having the 'honor' of interviewing Lt. Colonel Anne Kalloni, USMC, retired. Even by the demanding standards of the United State...
The showers here are not as nice as the last campground. These were all in one big room, a flimsy door with a small lock was all that separated me from the general public. As you entered the rest room, there was a row of toilets on the right, and across from those, a row of sinks on the left. Past the toilets were the showers, and across from the showers was...
"You don't belong here." Four words. Four words were all it took to crumble the illusion. She could see the pieces shatter around her like broken porcelain knocked carelessly from a kitchen table, lying on the ground with an air of minor irritation. Suddenly, she could see the farce of the thin women teetering on thinner heels in sparking dresses that made t...
Nikki walked into the dark club with Lucy and Anthony. She knew it was a mistake coming out with them but they had insisted. Having recently broken up with her boyfriend Matt, the young couple had taken it upon themselves to cheer her up and take her out with them to the various places they frequented. Nikki appreciated their kindness but knew that she wou...
Finally the weekend! I'm tired from a long week but happy to be home as I arrive at the front gate and check the mailbox - junk mail and bills, great. I collect the papers and feel around in my bag for my keys as I walk up the path to the front door. You've left the door closed but unlocked for me, so I walk straight in. I'm grateful, it's been a long day....
My annoyance with Mina grew as I read her latest text message. Milk, eggs, bread, butter, breakfast cereal . . . the list went on, and was one of several such requests today. Already I had completed my seven hour teaching schedule for the day, picked up the kids from school, and driven them to a friend's house. Now she had me going around town picking up gro...
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...
I paced the house restlessly. I was lonely. I was bored. I was horny!! I went in and took a shower and readied myself for bed. I knew what had started all of this. I lay on my bed and my mind drifted back to the late night session at the 24-hour gym where I worked out regularly. It was a slow night, only a few people working out on the weight machines. I...