On vacation with my wife, we were visiting Australia. We didn't know much about the country, but rather liked the idea of going to a strange place with no set agenda. Relaxing on the sand in a couple of fold-out recliners, my wife suddenly stopped talking in mid-sentence. I turned to follow her gaze and saw a man about my age of 45. He was setting up his own...
Brittany Rogers peered through the store's broad front windows, carefully inspecting each inch of the nearly deserted parking lot. Satisfied, she unlocked the door, set the alarm and slipped outside in the required thirty seconds. She locked both top and bottom locks and scurried towards her car. As she went, she nervously scanned the area, her head swivelin...
I paused as soon as I saw her name listed in my appointment list. Abigail Sorensen. "This is mine, right?" I asked Betty, the reception at the spa where I've worked as a masseuse for the past three years. "What?" Betty said, distracted. She looked over my shoulder. "Yup, that's your schedule for today. Two one-hour sessions, a ninety-minute massage, lunc...
Monday had been a normal enough day. Tuesday was boringly the same. So, why the hell did Wednesday have to be such a trip to the Twilight Zone? No, alright it wasn't the whole day that was weird, just from about that moment that I went to the copier to run off about thirty pages from the Giger file ... hum, maybe that should have been the clue for me. Gige...
I went abroad for college for the same reason some people join the Military; to piss off my dad. That's not to say that my father was against the idea of furthering my education. He fully supported each of his six children when the time came for us to start finding our way in the world. He just had certain, expectations, as to just where we'd go and what we...
Abigail was a photographer with a growing reputation for landscape photographs, particularly of the mountains and desert of Utah, New Mexico, Arizona, Colorado and Texas. However economic times being hard, she still found herself accepting other bread and butter photographic work, and today was no exception. Abigail felt a tingle of excitement as she readie...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I woke up with...
It was a bad breakup. It was the kind that cut deep, the type that was going to take some time to get over. Abigail thought she and Stew would be together the whole rest of the year, go to the prom, party it up together at Senior Week. In all of her 18 years, she had never felt pain like this. To make it worse, just to twist the knife even more, Stew...
Disclaimer: I want to thank my editor Sexyvibe for his help and suggestions. I appreciate the time and effort to make my story more readable. All characters in this story are of legal age. ***** Chapter 06: The End - Beyond Even During the next month Gavin continued his affair with the three Douglas women. Pieces of his plan were coming together nicel...
Abby Ann Steven was startled by the vibration in his pocket when his phone rang. "Hello!" He answered in a gruff, urgent tone. It was his friend Diane. With a teasing giggle in her voice, she answered. "Hey fat boy, what's up?" Hearing Diane's voice drew a smile across his face. They had met at a local gym, where they both worked out. Diane was working on...