This is a different story than I typically write. It is about a young woman, confused about and struggling with her sexual identity as she falls for a female coworker and begins freeing herself from a heteronormative upbringing. It was inspired by my brave friend, K, to whom I am grateful for opening up to me, and for giving me her blessing to write a story...
"So Jen and I walk into the room for our body exfoliation and there are these two massage tables, separated by this curtain that doesn't even stretch the width of the room." I was recounting our afternoon experiences at the Spa des Rêves to our two friends, Tracy and Lamya. The four of us had planned to spend a girls' weekend up North – away from the stress...
While my stories tend to have happy endings, most have their serious side too so I thought I'd go for total levity this time round. From the time I was knee-high to a bug-eyed monster I enjoyed Golden Age science fiction (1920s-1950s). Then when I was in my twenties, spy fiction was all the rage. So in a fit of madness I thought: why not combine the two and...
Several weeks ago I walked out to my car after work and found a single, red rose stuck under the windshield wiper. There was no card or any indication as to who had left the rose. I thought to myself, how sweet, someone has left me a rose. I wondered who. It played on my mind for several days. Every male who spoke to me in a pleasant manner over the next f...
Preface This is the fanciful prologue to the actual tale I decided to spin. This is more protracted back story than anything else: lots of set up, not a lot action. So come back to this after reading the actual story if you fall in love with the characters like I did. FIVE YEARS AND FOUR DAYS -- PROLOGUE (Five Years Ago) The assembly hall was packed. The...
Chapter 1 I came out of the dry cleaners carrying an armload of garments and spotted my partner Carla McBain behind the steering wheel of my little blue Honda Accord waving her hands like there was a spider in the car. "Linda! Linda!" she called excitedly. "Come here! Quick!" I hurried over to her. "What's all the fuss?" "I was listening to the police sca...
They were as alike as peas in a pod, yet as different as night and day. They worked at the same bank, in the same small town. They were both divorced and each had a son to show for the effort. Neecie's son was eight, and Nora's was seven. Both struggled to make ends meet and often had to resort to legal means to collect the child support due. * Their diff...
This is a submission for the Summer Lovin' Contest, so please vote. Author's Note: Due to a medical condition, I use a talk to text program which isn't always accurate. As always, if you spot any errors please consider volunteering as an editor to help me produce more Thanks to my wife mrssecondsamuel and larry74403 for editing. "Why don't you take off...
DISCLAIMER There really IS a Premont, Texas, and you can find it if you follow the directions in this story. There is also an old, abandoned elementary school in Premont, on Rte 281 that looks pretty much as I described it. To my knowledge, however, the school is not haunted, nor was a young girl murdered there. Any resemblance of actual businesses or pers...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When pretty 18-year-old Melbourne schoolgirl Sophie meets handsome Josh at a regatta on the Yarra River in 1996 she is very taken with him. Her best friend Imogen jokes that he might be gay, and while Sophie is somewhat disappointed when this proves to be correct, she is very glad to have a gay male friend. While Josh is open abo...