Type. Type type. Once in a while, the dark-haired young woman keeps glancing on the clock. Almost 5 o'clock already. She promised her friends to meet them in Club Revon at 6 o'clock, the lesbian club that they usually hang out together. She only got one hour to go home to change and get ready. Ding. Ding. Ding. It's 5 o'clock already. Erin saves her work,...
Suddenly I'm awake. But why? I have a vague feeling that a noise woke me but no idea what that noise was. Outside a storm is raging and I can hear the sound of rain against the window. Reason tells me that this is what woke me but I know somehow that it wasn't. I roll over and grope for the clock on the bedside table. I press the button and the light comes...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
Sara giggled, her long arms wrapped around her girlfriend's deliciously plump frame, and pulled Cassie on top of her. She mercilessly smooched the squirming woman, as Cassie herself laughed and tried to fight back. "Angel, stop! I really do, honest!" the shorter woman cried out, trapped in her partner's strong yet gentle grip. She pouted and wriggled a lit...
The good thing about the Zombie Apocalypse is that all human belongings were now up for grabs for the few that survived. And so I spent the first few weeks just breaking into abandoned villas in the rich part of town, going through the stuff of other people who were most likely dead, or otherwise unlikely to return. The first thing I really missed was elec...
Angela checked the address once again. She looked between the bars of the gate and gave one long, low whistle. Miss Rebecca Bingham was more than filthy rich. If she played her cards right, she could land a permanent position within those walls. Walking up to the guardhouse, she reviewed everything she knew about Miss Bingham. According to local rumor, her...
Wanting to turn the fucking alarm off and sleep more I roll out of bed. Do turn the alarm off and stumble to the bathroom. Get the shower started then groan because I just went to get my hair done and no shower for this girl. Turn it off again then bend over the sink to splash my face before taking a look in the mirror. My wonderful perm got a little rumple...
"It's quiet out here, isn't it?" Jen says with a smile. "Yes," I reply politely. "It's very nice." I think it's not so quiet, here in the enormous yard outside Jen's summer house. Insects are everywhere audible, and the faint hum of a passing car wafts up periodically from the not-so-distant highway. I've been quieter places; I grew up in some of them. But...
1955 "Well Mrs. Davidson you husband has left you a sizable amount. However out of his millions, twenty-five has been left to his daughter. There is also a clause that is binding that may cause you some grief." Mr. Goldblum looked over at the young lady across the table. This had all the makings of a bad detective movie he thought. He didn't like his client...
Part 1: London "Honeymoon" London was exciting. Different but not as different as I feared. A mashup of cultures, but not the same mix as in my native New York. It felt like home, and I liked it. I did not know why I was wandering around Hyde Park on my first day in town. I did not know why I was in London in the first place. It was to be my honeymoon. Fou...