In a sleep rough voice, Alex answers her ringing telephone, "Yes?" "Alex Reardon, please," the female caller asks. Not caring to offend the caller, Alex does not clear her throat, although the temptation to do so is great. "Yes, may I help you?" "I am calling for confirmation of the 10:30 appointment with Mr. Aeolus P. Cerigo." "Yes, I can confirm that t...
"When I was doing research for my PhD on dating couples, one of the interesting ironies I ran across were antithetical sayings. For instance, who hasn't heard the old saw 'birds of a feather flock together?' Everyone, right? Then how do you explain this: 'Opposites attract'?" He looked around and saw the typical reactions. Lots of smiles, some shrugs, a few...
I swing open the door to the apartment, revealing the tall, curvy, gorgeous brunette, and also my best friend. "Shan!" I pull her inside and kick the door shut before turning to throw my arms around her, nearly knocking the white cardboard box right out of her hands. Shannon passes the box off to her brother and wraps her arms around me tightly. "Hi! I mis...
I sat with my feet up, flipping through random television channels as I repeatedly glanced at the clock on the wall. Although I fully trusted my fiancé, I knew how crazy bachelorette parties could get. Even so, it wasn't Lacey's behaviour that I was concerned about. I was far more worried about how my friend Jenna was fitting in with my girlfriend and her co...
Sunset Over Cairo A black kite wails through the cooling air as evening falls over the great plain of Gizeh. Beneath the sinking sun, the dull dirt landscape glows in momentary splendor. Shadows lengthen as the black kite plunges, and a tiny shriek of death goes unnoticed on the plain. To the east in Cairo's old quarter, Masr al-Qadima, a clear-eyed muadhd...
All characters are above the age of 18 unless otherwise specified. ********* I sat on the edge of the bed, awaiting my wife's response. I knew I was going to get lambasted for what I had suggested. Caroline looked a little taken aback, but thought for a moment. "Okay. We can try it." My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. There was no way I thought she wo...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is a BTB story. There is no sex in it, so if that's what you're looking for then you'd better look elsewhere. My last story had comments that said my MC husbands are too civil. For those people I hope this is more to your liking. As with most of my stories, I try to get you into their heads, so dialogue (both external and internal) is done to help...
The Apartment "Le cœur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît pas." "The heart has its reasons which reason does not know." — Blaise Pascal, Pensees Lydia's apartment was located on the top storey of an old inner-city mansion. It was spacious, with balconies that overlooked the business district on one side and the river on the other. It was elegantly fu...
Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL 74. Where The Girls Go To Play Michael Free called Stephano to ask how...