The big house had loomed over the village for two hundred years or more. The landscape was flat, and it sat atop the only piece of rising ground like a faintly sinister guardian angel. It was viewed more with reverence than with fear by the villagers. It dominated their lives as a benign but uncertain presence. Sophie had known it all her short life. She ha...
I heard Sarah's dad yell before I even pushed the doorbell. "Sarah! Your little friend's here!" He must have heard me walk up the porch. I stood up a little straighter and smiled, waiting for him to open the door. Not that he would have noticed my posture or expression anyway - he was blind - but whenever I was at Sarah's I always wanted to look my best. "K...
Author's Note Risk Versus Reward is a prequel to Girl Friday and focuses on the story of Karin, the 'H.R. Lady' who provided Charlotte's rather unique interview experience when she was hired. You do not need to read Girl Friday to understand what's going on in Risk Versus Reward. But if you enjoy this story, Girl Friday should most definitely be on your rea...
Hours and hours of twisting and turning and Emmaline still had managed a wink of good sleep all afternoon. By the early evening she finally got lucky and was beginning to drift off as the sun peeked in her bedroom window as it was receding from view. Then as if sprung from a fevered dream Emmaline saw something amazing. Right before her weary eyes two wome...
I write based on my imagination. All the characters in this story are of legal age and consent. As in, everyone is over 18. I recommend reading chapter 1 before this one, however, it's not really necessary. ***** Previously: You had been ordered to please me under the table at a Mexican restaurant and offer the waitress your thong and an embarrassing s...
I graduated college with a degree in sports medicine. I am a certified sports therapist. During the summer months, I work in a physical therapy clinic helping injured patients with their injury rehabilitation. For the rest of the year, I am hired out to one of the area colleges to help cover their athletic teams. It's my job to care for injured athletes from...
Enterprise is a ranching town with two stoplights and three bars. Saturday night, payday, there's traffic backed up all the way through town from Walmart to the highway and fuck you if you want to park a reasonable distance from where you're going. The bartenders at the Red Dog park nose-to-tail in the alley behind the bar and hope for the best. More than on...
I got to work that afternoon just like any other afternoon. Actually, scratch that. I got to work that afternoon just like I always did when she was working with me. I made the left in the lot with my music playing loudly to drown out the thud of my heart as I drove up the aisle we always park in. I found her car and looked for the closest possible space to...
Naomi drummed her candy-apple nails impatiently on the pass-through window. "Order up!" Sheila, the longest tenured server, barked and passed Naomi the ticket. Naomi, always three steps ahead, noticed the customers' fancy attire and guessed they'd be going for the more expensive items on the menu. She bit her bottom lip, lightly glossed the same shade as h...
From as early as fourth grade it was obvious that sports and I did not get along. I was either too slow or not coordinated enough. Team after team would either cut me, or only allow me to play the minimum amount of time that was required. When teams were picked in gym class, I was almost always chosen last. My uncle observed my frustration, and took it upon...