The following is a work of fiction. I welcome feedback. *** I didn't have much vacation saved up at my work and I didn't have much of anyplace to go. A couple of bad relationships, a couple of shouting matches, a couple of drunken nights and some friends had dissipated or grown colder; nothing I needed, nothing that hadn't happened before. Off to Las Vegas...
-5- The next few weeks flew by incredibly fast. Brie returned from London, and between her bed and Dee's, my sex life was wonderfully full at the moment. Thanksgiving was around the corner, yet another day to deal with the 'when-is-Lynn-going-to-find-Mr. Right' drama that is my family. Walking into the mail center, my 'mystery blond' was at the standup tab...
In my hometown of Biloxi, Mississippi, the story goes that a pumpkin farmer raced from his house toward the frantic pleas of his eldest daughter who lay pinned beneath a tractor. Upon seeing the girl, her father was seized by a tremendous burst of adrenaline, a miraculous shot of superhuman power that trebled his strength and allowed him to lift the machine...
Is this what you call "existing?" I've spent the past few minutes looking at myself in the dark mirror of my computer monitor. My brown hair is perfect, bangs set just right. My clothing is impeccable, not a wrinkle in my efficient grey blazer or my pressed white shirt. My makeup is clean, lip-gloss still sparkling, even at the end of the day (touched up i...
April sat on her sofa, glass of whisky in one hand, the television remote in the other, feet propped up on the coffee table. Her boyfriend, David, was away with a few friends at a music festival in Europe and her other housemates had gone to visit their respective families for the weekend, leaving her alone in the house for the first time in months. Living w...
Emily checked her reflection in the mirror after she finished drying her hands. Her makeup needed touching up and she took out her lipstick. It was five minutes past five and the ladies toilet was half full. Three women stood in front of the mirror doing much the same as her, putting on lipstick, applying more rouge or just brushing their hair. She ran a bru...
continued... Day 15... We slept in...we earned it. Well, that, plus the fact we knew it was only a four-hour drive, give or take a half-hour, to Vegas from Flag so, yeah, we slept in. Marni woke me with a little morning cunnilingus and, of course, I reciprocated. Once that piece of business was taken care of, we were showered, coiffed and out of the doo...
"Can you believe we're actually doing this?" Ali asked of me as we got dressed for the opening of our gallery that evening. No, I couldn't believe it, but yet, it was so. The opening of the gallery was happening much sooner that either of us thought it could, much sooner than either of us thought it would. We had busted our asses getting our own work ready...
Anne stared at her reflection in the full length mirror in Lucy's kinky bedroom (there were handcuffs, floggers, dildos and ropes scattered about it randomly) and could not quite believe what she looked like and that she was about to go out in public like this. On her feet were a really slutty pair of ridiculously high heeled shoes, moving up the only other...
Sitting back in her seat, Shona took another sip of her coffee, sucked on her cigarette and returned her attention to her newspaper. Skim reading the pages, her eyes flicked over the lines of text without taking in their content. Lost in a world of her own, she ignored the mass of humanity that buzzed purposefully around her. She absently ground the stub of...