Jazz POV For most people what's in the dark comes to the light. As for me when it rains it storms. It's been years since I've seen my aunt and uncle. The last time I had seen them it was four years ago at my father's funeral and before that it was six years. Even then at the funeral I hadn't spoken to them. I could feel the tears starting to well up in my e...
It was late at night at the residence of Maya Murdock. Her parents had left for a week-long conference across the country and it was the middle of summer. Maya, who was twenty-two, feeling ever so lonely, decided to call up some friends to hang out. Maya invited Jenny, Lucy, Amber, Patricia, Christine, and Rebecca. As Maya waited for her friends to arrive,...
When the Devil Dykes rolled into town, folks scooted out of the way. The people of this tiny one-blink town gave up tables and booths at the local diner and bars. They hoped, and some prayed, they had little or no contact with the biker gang. More than often, their hopes and prayers were all in vane. The motorcycles roared into Fountain Springs every summe...
"Beer," Maggie said. "My usual, Shiner Bock. No, make that Bourbon on the rocks. Oh, Hell, bring them both." Maggie felt used and degraded. The "audition" was nothing more than a scam to get local women for sex. "We'll call you," Bill had said. But the "talent scouts" had not taken their phone numbers. Enough alcohol might ease her sense of shame. On the o...
Hi, my name is Kenzi Kittle, and the little adventure that I will now relate began back when I was a senior in high school, after getting a job working as a cashier at the Latrelle Grocery store in rural Pennsylvania. I needed to make some money if I wanted to attend college that fall, and the neighborhood grocery store was about the only employment opportun...
Moving out was rough, I had to rent an apartment and work two jobs to pay the rent. After a few months I was laid off of my job and the landlord of the apartment threatened to kick me out if I was short on rent. As nervous as I was I had no choice but to find a job, one that paid a lot and fast. I decided to work at this strip joint. I wasn't proud of it but...
A warm scent suddenly shot up in the town's market district, wafting past Siofra's nose and giving her reason to pause and search for the source. Her stomach let out an intense roar, letting her know it was time to stop patrolling the city streets and grab some lunch. It takes quite a bit of energy to be her and to sleep around as much as she did, so the sme...
"Welcome home, Jane." My wife greeted me as I walked through the door and into the warmth of our home. She was zipping up the coats of our three year old son, Andrew and our five year old daughter, Julie. "Thanks, babe." I replied, going over to kiss her. Then I gave kisses to my kids atop their hatted heads. "And where are you little rascals going at this...
"I know why Mrs. Garza keeps calling you Mandy," my friend Emma informed me as we walked together across the quad to the cafeteria following Spanish class. "Why?" I asked. Mrs. Garza is our Spanish professor, and she's constantly referred to me as 'Mandy,' despite that NOT being my name. It's not even close! It's been a source of amusement to both Emma & my...
Julie stared at the key in my hand, unmoving, not knowing what to do or say. She was overcome by relief, shame, fear, guilt, love, and a dozen other emotions suddenly running through her. Tears came to her eyes as she reached out to take the key from my hand and looked up into my eyes, uncertain if she was actually believing what was happening. The key to so...