Roger had seen the couple every Saturday morning about the same time for the past month. It is impossible to not remember such a beautiful woman with a hook for one hand and an empty sleeve. Unfortunately, the same man is with her each time. She wears a wedding ring on a chain around her neck, dangling just above the start of very fine cleavage. Just before...
Olivia was a slightly older first cousin to Sandra's mother, and the black sheep of the family. Sandra did not know why and had assumed it had something to do with her being a lesbian - maybe not. Sandra was working on a family genealogy project and Olivia was the only person she still knew almost nothing about. They had never lived near each other nor visi...
Gina reads the story on the laptop screen. 'Pressing the buttons on the device, the woman's body transforms into a different one, one that is younger, slim, and well proportioned. Another push of a button and her left leg becomes a short stump. It is something she had dreamed of all her life.' "Fuck a duck," Gina curses aloud, slamming a fist against the d...
Russ spoke into the phone without knowing who called. "Speak softly and tell me what you want." He inhaled the joint for a moment then slowly filled the air around his head with a cloud of marijuana smoke. Connie knew it was the wrong number. She casually brushed the stump of her left forearm though her hair. Some of her girlfriends had told her she had a v...
A Chance & Coincidental Encounter - Alana & George George had always enjoyed camping and seeing the sites. In a year when he planned to go half time at the university, his idea was to travel more over an extended annual season. He had fantasized how great it would be to have a companion for such journeys but as fate had arranged for him to be a widower 10...
Hot, parched, in need of at least a beer, I crutched into the darkened bar and though the blue haze of cigarettes and reek of days old beer. I was surprised that it would be so busy at nearly three in the afternoon. Maybe everyone else was thirsty I thought. The stool scraped across the floor in a loud symphony of un-tuned instruments. I rested my hips on it...
Chapter 1: "Set in Stone" Alli sat on a soft padded stool in front of her makeup mirror and sighed. She'd not slept very much for a couple of nights, now, and the decision she had finally made after years of denial had been, to her great surprise, one of the easiest things she'd ever done. Her stomach fluttered as she pursed her lips and frowned slightly in...
So now the day for Fern's release had arrived. The time had come for her to enter the world as a new bride and a one legged one at that. For her release from hospital, Fern had asked her oldest friend Christine to bring a special outfit to wear. It was a deep plum coloured full length skirt that was complemented with a black, sleeveless vee-neck blouse, ju...
It wasn't the first visit to Aunt Sandra's home; Jean's family often spent long weekends there. This visit would bring change, though Jean would not understand the full impact for another twenty years. Unlike the other cousins, aunts, and uncles, Sandra had never married. Jean had never seen her with a man either. That first afternoon alone, it was a topic...
The last three years since finishing a Masters in Math, I've been teaching at a small college. Other than that, my life is lonely. I don't wish it to be. It is. Not many women fit my fantasy. It is all I can do to contain my emotions when she walks into my second year math class. I know I will be a wreck. "I'm Amy Glass," she says as she hands me the admiss...