Layla was a licensed car mechanic, who operated out of a large garage near to the edge of Omen City. She wasn't affiliated with any company, and she was the only worker, but she got by from a combination of her constant hard work and the loyalty of the local civilians. Most of the people near to her shop were happy to have her do all of their repairs, upkeep...
Sophie's babysitter was half an hour late. The girls had just gone down for their nap and if the doorbell rang, they would be awake and cranky all afternoon. Leaving the door ajar, she stood at the kitchen counter and quickly made her shopping list. Maggie showed up panting, with rumpled hair. Sophie knew that Maggie's parents were out of town and the high...
Kim and I had decided to spend some time shopping on Saturday, and after many stores, had stopped at a sidewalk cafe for a bit of lunch. "Hey" she said "Did I tell you that Judy is home from the hospital with her baby? She called me Wednesday night and told me to stop by any time." Judy was one of our co-workers and had left a couple of months ago on a pre...
The Ross Family was very happy as Harlan Ross III was born. He was the spitting image of his father and grandfather. Grandma Hazel & daughter-in-law Rachel would compare baby pictures to view the amazing resemblance of all three as babies. One family hobby was golf. Harlan Sr. & Harlan Jr. left Overland Park, Kansas to head for Florida to play in their Coun...
Been so long since I started writing again. The comments made me rethink about stopping this story. Hope you will find this worth the wait. Just a bit of background first. * Sam was 38 and lived with his wife Krishani who was 32. She was dark skinned like many Sri Lankan women with long eye lashes that give her an exotic Indian look. She was taller than m...
This story is a work of fiction with fictitious characters over the age of 18. *************************** As a business traveler with a very large territory, I spend more hours on the road than I care to count. Late meetings, traffic and road construction all make my misery exponentially more miserable. When you spend 8-hours a day selling, 3-5 hours dri...
Part 1a: Kate's Story Feedback most welcome ---*--- It was June 21, 1980 in Phoenix Arizona, and I was headed out early on a warm Saturday morning to check out the garage sales in the neighborhoods west of Metrocenter, the big mega-mall in the northwest part of the sprawling desert city. I wanted to get an early start so I could finish up before the peak...
Pam is my neighbor of 4 years and over time we've become good friends. In fact there is nothing I wouldn't do for her. We're both in our early 30's and married. I have two kids and Pam just had her first. It was her pregnancy that brought us even closer together. It all started one day when I made one of my almost daily visits to her house. She was in her s...
i like to think of myself as urbane, and i like to think of San Francisco as the ultimate urbane city. it really is just the way it looks in movies. Slick. Clean. Great architecture. Lots of live music if you know where to look. But i also like to daydream too much. i was at my favorite Japanese steakhouse, thinking about how good the city looked at night. F...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...