Life can be tricky, it can also be boring, slow, and repetitive but, most of all, it can be wonderful. I learned the first one while picking up innuendo, a hidden meaning, in my best friend Trish's jokes. I'm Sarah, and I'm here to tell about a time I had with my friend Trish that turned into a long time of exploration. Trish and I were friends all throug...
Author's note: I've told this story before in various fora, most recently orally in the Public Library event at Venus Beach II in Second Life. But this is the first time I've begun to tell the rest of the story. It's a work of fiction. Except, of course, for the parts that are inspired by experience. (Shy, March 2015) ***** Around the turn of the millenniu...
Holding the key firmly, I place my gloved hand on the ignition switch. Before turning it I glance at the pile of books on the passenger seat beside me. My breath crystallizes in the chilly air as I count the titles. If I'm missing one, that would be enough to allow myself to get out of this car, out of this weather, and into my warm apartment, my warm bed. B...
The next morning I felt different, as doubts started to plague me, while I admit to having enjoyed what had happened to me yet it also scared me, I had butter flies in my stomach as it occupied my mind as I sat there trying to eat some breakfast. Mother told me she had some errands she wanted me to do for her and in a way I felt relieved. It gave me a chanc...
Long distance relationships are tough. Luckily, after graduation, I hadn't moved too far away from my dear Juliet. She and I were able to make the 4 hr drive to see each other at least once a month. We also made the most of our phone calls (phone sex is a wonderful thing). This weekend however was a special weekend at my alma mater: Christmas Concert weeken...
"Oh my God ... Oh my God ... Oh my God!" Trevor burst through the office door without knocking, as he usually did, bouncing from one foot to the other so rapidly he seemed to be running in place. His hands fluttered about his shoulders. "Tell me it isn't true!" "What isn't true?" Lynne replied calmly. She was the occupant of the office, and though she'd wor...
Cliff was your typical dweeb in school. A lean, pale and awkward youth of eighteen, he was not making much headway with the ladies. Actually, he only really thought of females late at night when it was quiet and he could not sleep. During the day there was lots to keep his mind occupied and it was never too quiet. Living in such a musical world and having...
Driving in my car I felt free. No one was there to judge me. No one was there to bicker at me. I was level headed, and free of stress. I felt the breeze go through my hair as the top of my convertible rolled back. I smelled in the Autumn air and turned on the radio. Smooth Jazz played on the radio and I could relax. Finally. After three years of bitching, on...
I arrived at Leslie's new townhouse, around 5:30. I paid the cab driver, carried my bags up the steps and took a deep breath before I rang the doorbell. I heard Leslie holler out "Rene's here!" before the door unlocked and opened. "Come here girl," she held her arms open for a hug. I dropped the bag off my shoulder, and we embraced. "You ready to relax this...
Zoe's Story I was staying over at Anna's for the weekend, supposedly teaching her how to cook. She had just moved out of her parent's house and didn't really have a clue how to make anything, so I'd offered to teach her the basics. In reality this turned out to be me cooking things, while she sat there and licked bowls out, stole scraps of food and generall...