This story is told in non-linear style, so please tread carefully.... 1. He lies stretched out across the bed, naked from the waist up – a brown-skinned Adonis – his finger beckoning her towards him. She stands there across the room, gazing and admiring every inch of his body – his near perfect, beautiful body – both hands clasping the handle o...
Sometimes in life the actions we take set in motion forces that lead us in some unintended directions. It's like entering a maze, you go in innocently enough, but you never know where or when you're going to come out. Carrie Kruger walked into one of these mazes once, and eventually came out somewhere where she never expected to be. It all began when she we...
Once, there were dragons that walked the earth. That age is now long turned to dust, so distant that even its legends are now but dimly recalled. These scattered scraps of truth left behind in yellowed and brittle scrolls that only the very wise can decipher are but dim echoes of the dragon's true majesty, neither as terrifying or magnificent as that which...
WELCOME TO DETROIT There are fifty shades of gray in the Motor City. And all their names are Death. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. OK, forget about the "best" part. That was when the Huron, Ojibway and the Chippewa still roamed the Lakes, long before Whitey came and the frogs renamed the Indians' Tsychsarondia River "Detroit," which e...
"I now pronounce you man and wife." Zachary Crane applauded with the others as Meredith Trinette Levine—well, Meredith Trinette Chambers now—threw her arms around her husband and kissed him soundly. Across the dais, Christa Sternbacher grinned, clapping as best she could around her bridesmaid's bouquet; behind her, Arie had simply tucked hers un...
(Author's note: This is one of those stories that pretty much wrote itself. I began with a basic premise, a fantasy, but as the characters developed, it turned into something more. Admittedly, it has a bit of a Deus ex Machina ending, but I hope you enjoy it.) *** "Prostitutes are like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Okay, so m...
1 A FATED MEETING The Jaguar pulled up in a jeep. It's too much. Convenience Store Flirt. She bought some rolling papers. Outside, she was smoking with some people talking about scratch tickets. He offers a light and smokes himself. He ask for a drag from the joint. She laughs. They get to talking as often happens. They exchange compliments about their bod...
Author's Note This is a work of fiction, all characters are above the age of 18. Special thanks to XiraeK for help with editing. This chapter starts where the last chapter ends - with Rick (was Tom - it's complicated) drying in the sun after an interlude on the rooftop pool deck with his neighbor Aisha. Enjoy! - Hank "I'd hate to have to sequester you...
It's another return to those so-called thrilling days of yesteryear, this time to June of 1971. Nixon sat in the Oval Office, the Rolling Stones' Brown Sugar topped the Top 40 charts and Summer of '42 and Billy Jack played at the box office. Hot pants were all the rage and leisure suits were on the horizon. What we later took for granted, cell phones, person...
"Cindersoot!" Ellora screamed out, her voice shrill and loud. Footsteps could be heard as Cindy ran down the hall; she skidded to a stop and swung the door open. "Yes Ellora what is it?" The morning sun was finally lifting and Cindy had just gotten in from doing the chores outside. She had been up before the sun and had managed to milk the two cows and f...