Part One With hot shower water still steaming off of him, he looks down at the clothes laid out on the bed -- the usual trousers, white shirt and tie, socks... "Honey?" he shouts into the next room. A few seconds later his wife appears, poking her pale, bright eyed face through the doorway. She has a mischievous grin on her face already. "Yes?" He holds...
Per a request. This is purely a work of fiction. Enjoy. “Y’all ladies care to dance?’ drawled one of the cowboys who had been eyeing Marcie and Tiffany for the last half hour. “Hell yes! I’ve been waiting for you to ask,” said Marcie. The couple disappeared in the crowded dance floor as Tiffany eyed her would-be dance companion. She thought he wasn’t half b...
He Loved The Lady With The Mona Lisa Smile She looked out her window, melancholy and reflecting on her life. The smell of gardenias and jasmine was a heady combination and it permeated on the morning air... the breeze so very gentle and stirring her to memories of days gone by. She was still a very beautiful woman well into her late seventies... with that c...
Kim could feel that last glass of bourbon relaxing her. She was so anxious. She didn't know what James was thinking. Hell, she didn't know what she was thinking. Did she have a couple drinks and go home or would she wake up in bed with him tomorrow. Thoughts raced through her mind. "You look stressed. Have another drink. You worrying about work or what?" J...
"Grand Central, by the information booth in the center of the station at 6 pm." "See you there" she responded. I arrived at Central Station early, finding a post on the balcony that gave me the best view of the grand hall. I looked for her, knowing I'd be able to spot her even from a distance. I sent one short message telling her which side of the informat...
This story is one hundred percent true to the best of my recollection. I wanted to tell someone for so long, but never have, until now. Feed back is appreciated, and applications are being accepted. Read the story, you’ll understand. To get to the story… So…here I sit. 40 years old and revisiting the confusion of my youth. I am, and always have been, a fir...
Black paint laced with intricate red spider web patterns gleamed in the sunlight. I ran one finger along the hot metal, tracing the blood red lines, and imagining what it would feel like to fly on this machine. Mind lost in fantasy I did not hear anyone talking to me until the words breathed by my ear. "Like what you see?" Thankfully I did not jump a mile...
Start Without Me Six years after we both graduated from college I ran into Allison Caroll in the mall. While we were only casually acquainted in college, we found out that we had a lot in common now. Namely we are both obsessed with work and career. Allison is an accountant with aspirations for a career in corporate management. My name is Brad Marks, curren...
Manny was always a good looking kid. His Mother had named him Manuel, but his classmates dubbed him Manny in the first grade. His Mother was second generation Mexican and his Dad was second generation Guatemalan. He was just under six feet tall and weighed 184 pounds. He wasn't muscular in a weightlifter body style, but more of a swimmer or soccer player bod...
Author's Note: I'd like to thank my editor, Rip_isback, for his expert editing and advice. * I had just gotten home from work; I had a hellacious day at the office. I walked in the house and see my wife Robbin working at the kitchen table. "That's it!" I exclaimed. "I'm so sick of dealing with this shit. That fuckwad Marvin is busting my balls again ove...