A few days had passed since I visited Jessica and her family at the hospital where her mother was getting her ankle checked out. I went back to visit a few more times, partially to make sure the mother was okay but also to see if I could talk to my former lover alone. Unfortunately Jessica was standoffish and I didn't get the opportunity. I was bummed. I was...
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Security guard isn't the most glamourous job in the world, but it suits me fine. After all, who else gets paid for sitting around watching a monitor all night? It's a bit monotonous, but it gives me time to think. You can go into a kind of zen trance watching all the nothing going on. Lately I had been working this university gig – campus cops. It wasn't bad...
I checked my lipstick in the rear-view mirror, then took note of my odometer so I could expense the mileage. "Ready to roll?" I asked. "Ready!" Jovie was my intern, here to learn from me and work for free. Despite this burden, she was irrationally enthusiastic about everything and I loved her for it. We got out of the car and walked toward the midway, tott...
I still remember how we met, how that moment was the most embarrassing moment in my recent history, as I looked down at Angela, caressed her silk red hair as she snoozed, enjoying her post sexual nap. Holding, cuddling with Angela, my eyes slowly close as I recall the events of a year ago; barely feeling her soft breaths as she rests her head on my breast le...
Private journal of Anna Volakas Monday 22nd September, 2014 I feel strange writing this down. No, not strange ... guilty. I don't know why I feel that way, because it doesn't make sense; but I do know what's causing it and maybe if I put it on paper then it won't be in my head any more. Then maybe I can sleep again at night. Let the damn paper feel guilty....
Beth flew to California in July to finalize a merger agreement for her client. She represented a start up looking to merge with a big tech company in San Jose. Beth entered the meeting room and looked around the table. She was a bit startled to see, Gary, her college sweetheart. Before the final negotiations began she walked over to him. "I knew you were one...
Part I "I'll be home by the end of the week," said my father. "Violet will watch over you." "I'll be alright dad," I pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Have a good trip." "Take care Lori," he drove off. Violet was the hired hand that helped my father run the farm. We'd been friends for quite some time and she became overly protective for my well being. So...
Emma Thrower. The name seemed familiar to me but I couldn't put my finger on the reason why. I was certain I didn't know anybody by that name and I was equally sure that it wasn't the moniker of anybody famous, so why did it seem so familiar? All of the other names on the list of interviewee's that lay on the desk in front of me were typewritten and accompa...
A/N: This is a story set in the first half of the nineteenth century in England. The Victorian era was the first time period where society truly brought forth the question of a woman's role in the world. People questioned what an "acceptable" level of independence was for a woman, what her extent of involvement in the outside world should be, etc. Though thi...