NOTE: If you've read any of my other stories, you know that they are usually in the first person. I wrote this one in the third person for a couple reasons. I wanted to try a different angle, and I wanted to explore both girls' feelings and reactions. Based on a true story. - Milene * * * * * The motel was worse than Milene expected, definitely low-rent...
Their meeting was accidental. Paul had tried to keep them apart, but Elaine got the day confused. Each knew about the other because Paul had made no secret that he was dating two women. But seeing each other nevertheless was extremely awkward. So when Ginny opened the door to Paul's apartment and saw Elaine they both were somewhat shocked. Neither said a wor...
Note: In case it is not obvious, most of the characters in my story are Asians. English names are common where they live, but they are mostly of Chinese descent. Ryoko is half-Japanese. Chapter 2: Katie and Penny It's now the second week of January. It has been a week since Ryoko moved in. For some reason, she has decided to live with Jim and myself, in th...
AUTHOR NOTE: If you like this hilariously grim little tale, read some of my other equally uninspired fiction: After the Party Daphne's New Life How I Spent My Summer Vacation by Carol Hitchcock A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad Screwing My Ex They came out in that order, and according to one reader I got better as I went along, so do yourself a f...
Rose was led to another room, and then downstairs by a beautiful black woman with bronzed skin. Her black hair fell to her shoulders and was a little wavy at the bottom. She was tall and had a strong but kind face. Her eyes were dark brown and hinted at the fact that there was something misleading about her face. The girl was good when she wanted to be and...
Reuben rifled her fingers through her brown hair which had naturally occurring ginger tints and exhaled cigarette smoke into the summer night air. Her head was pounding from the heavy bass from inside the gay club in Soho. It had been a crazy evening so far and she needed some space away from the writhing bodies in the sexually fuelled atmosphere inside. She...
The first biker bar she saw did not register as anything but a bunch of motorcycles parked around a seedy looking bar. Then she saw many tough looking females standing around and noticed there were no males. The biker males stayed away from the place after a few encounters with the vicious females but sometimes an unsuspecting male or two would wander in and...
AUTHOR NOTE: If you like this hilariously grim little tale, read some of my other equally uninspired fiction: After the Party Daphne's New Life How I Spent My Summer Vacation by Carol Hitchcock A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad Screwing My Ex They came out in that order, and according to one reader I got better as I went along, so do yourself a favor...
A small, 5 foot 1 inch woman approached the front desk of her coed dorm. Her hair was a messy river of ember red curls, sitting atop her head in a half-assed bun which bounced as she walked enthusiastically towards the receptionist. Behind the desk were two women, probably around 20 years old, both staring down at their phones until the red head started her...
Authors Note: This story is a continuation of my previous story called Balance of Power where a school social worker submits to a teenaged schoolgirl Bully getting in far deeper than she ever intended. While it has been written with the stand-alone reader in mind, your enjoyment of the following will most likely be enhanced if you read Balance of Power first...