The late afternoon sun shines strongly, casting long shadows on the ground. I search through the crowd, looking for my friends amid the mass of people standing, staring towards the stage. Where I am is still some way from the band currently playing, with only the tallest able to get a decent view. So everyone is mostly stood like near-inanimate zombies, thei...
NOTES: Special thanks to all of you who emailed to inform me of a HUGE mistake on the airplane. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" is by Def Leppard, not Led Zepplin. I hope it won't be another 6 months before the next chapter. Thank you ALL for being patient. If you want to be apprised of future chapters, send me some feedback and make that notation. You can also find...
Amy was nervous; she asked herself, "What am I doing here?" If it hadn't been for the two glasses of wine and that nasty joint after work with Sherry, the office secretary, she would have taken another way home and she wouldn't be in this uncomfortable position, questioning herself. It was pretty cold out as she stood in line outside trying to look nonchalan...
Bob was going to be away for three nights the next week, so when I got to work, I spoke to Celia about a date on Wednesday evening, this time ending up at our house rather than her flat. She jumped at the chance. "Bring some clothes for the following day as I am expecting you to stay the night." I told her. I suggested we went out for a drink and then see w...
Gabby and Mary were at the Party. Things don't go to plan at first. Mary is still confused about her relationship with Gabby. Can they get their relationship on to a more equal footing? At the party Gabby and Mary were still outside the bar as they met their friends. There was excited chatter and squeals of delight at the enjoyment of one another's outfits...
How I Learned to be Proud of My Breasts Background: The Trainer I hate men, passionately. They're hairy, ugly, and all too often, dirty. I can't stand the feel of their stupid faces against my skin. They're either unshaven, therefore tickle, or poorly shaven, therefore scratch. Their bodies are hairy and ugly and misshapen, too. They have no soft places...
We arrived back in Madrid, complete with a nervous but excited Paloma, and were met by my mistress's chauffeuse, Lola, with the Mercedes. Lola's face was transformed from its habitual taciturn expression when she saw her mistress, and her flashing smile made me realise she was much prettier than I had given her credit for. Adela was waiting by the door when...
Shannon was watching the soaps and enjoying the lovely April day when the phone rang. It was a counselor from her daughter's high-school named Myra Jackson. Shannon was informed that her daughter was not doing well and that her grades were dropping rapidly. Myra said that she wanted to meet with her as soon as possible and asked when it would be convenient f...
Cathy lived in the suburbs of Boston and decided to visit the big city on Saturday. The slender blonde eighteen year old girl was in her senior year of high-school and decided she needed a little adventure in her young life. As she strolled through the Boston Commons she thought what a beautiful April day it was and enjoyed walking off the fatigue from the b...
A VISION IN WHITE. In this new series I've returned to my old stamping grounds of Melbourne. Rowena is a singer for a Christian rock band and Linda is a driver for the spare parts division of a car dealership. Author's note: Warrandyte Baptist church doesn't exist but the suburb certainly does. Burnt Bridge is a small, oddly-named suburb near Ringwood and...