Laura was alone in the hotel room. A warm yellow light radiated from the designer lamp in the corner, softly illuminating the carefully curated Scandinavian furniture. The noise of the city buzzed 10 floors below as bars and restaurants filled. The streets were awakening. She sat there naked on the edge of a large hotel bed, her toes nervously tapping again...
Lynne was a Christian soccer mom to the letter. She attended church, she never missed a soccer game and never wore clothes that were revealing or inappropriate. She was, what most would consider, timid and reserved. She rarely drank alcohol, never took drugs, not even over the counter drugs like Dayquil. She was by all accounts "a good girl". Thomas was "f...
The sunlight coming through the windows woke me up. I didn't recognize the ceiling. The water stains were in all the wrong places, a series of unfamiliar brown continents on a map to another world. I frowned as I rubbed my eyes and thought. My mouth tasted awful. And I had the weirdest dream. I blinked slowly as the dream came back to me. It had to have...
We were already running by the time the window over the bar in the kitchen exploded over our heads. The frat house was getting trashed around us, and it wasn't due to the drunken brawl everyone expected. The monsters were everywhere. They looked like small, black imps from classical paintings, except their eyes sparkled with a white glow while their mouths...
Peak stripper happens some time between age nineteen and twenty five. I'm pushing thirty. Most strippers drink, smoke or use drugs. That shows in their face which is why by thirty so many of them look forty. Stripping is all about fantasy. Most of the guys and gals who come to watch strippers want youthful fantasy. I don't drink, smoke or use drugs. I eat ri...
When was it going to stop raining? This country could be so depressing sometimes. I thought about the long journey along the motorway I had to make in the afternoon to get to where I was working the following day. I had booked a hotel at the last minute, 4 star with a spa which I always intended to use but very rarely did due to checking emails or catching...
Toby phoned Linda, asking her to meet him at a public place. He and she had some memorable moments together there, all good ones. She asked, "Is something going to happen?" He replied, "Maybe." They were going steady, and not for the first time. She wondered which prospect made her more nervous, breaking up or tying the knot. But she was calm when she...
Hi all, The Empty Chair is a story about what happens to a relationship after a dramatic disclosure. It has been written in three parts and I'll apologise now for those who will later comment about my grammatical issues. As before, I welcome and look forward to your thoughts. ***** The hospital room was not quite dark, for a lonely streak of light intrud...
In the past, I have repeatedly told you this story is based on true events. And it is….mine and Bill’s sex life. I assure you that there REALLY is a Bill, and I’m really Morgan. There are some people out there who have commented that the character (aka ME) is a “bitch” or a “witch” or whatever else for what I am doing to the boyfriend. That is the second par...
Chapter 5: The Kitchen Bench ———— Ariana had just finished bringing in the groceries, stocking the shelves and putting away everything. A few weeks had gone by since Sebastian had come to her room and things seemed to resume as if nothing had ever happened that fateful night. It seemed like Sebastian was now ignoring her. Which was probably just as well, b...