"Bright eyed and bushy tailed my Saturday morning was off to a excitable start. I ate a light breakfast of a piece of toast with Nutella spread over it, and a small glass of OJ. I was eager to get my shopping day started. After a restful night to recover from Patrick and my future stepfather David's using me, I now had a $1000 dollars to blow. OMG! Who knew...
I had just returned to the States after serving 18 months above the Artic Circle with the Air Force, I got my discharge and caught the first jet headed south. I had been home for about 2 months when a friend asked if I would accept a blind date with a friend of his wife. I was told that she was 23 and really cute and recovering from a bad relationship, I ag...
There was the time I was playing hide and seek at my friend's house. I was hiding. I ran upstairs, looking for some place to sneak into so I wouldn't be found. I felt my time slipping, but before it was too late, my friend's sister caught onto the game we were playing and waved me into her room. Her name was Stephanie. I was a shy kid, and my face turned r...
New posting in the Phoenix portion of a national dating site: "Hi, I am Aimee, new to Phoenix, new car, new job, new everything! If you are a gainfully employed male, between 27 and 37, in shape, with a good sense of humor, drop me a note! In the mirror I see a bored girl, looking to be overwhelmed by a strong, new force. Help out this girl!" Aimee sported...
I'm Steve and I've been married to my gorgeous wife Darlene for three years now. I guess you could say we are country folks. I grew up living and working on a farm. Darlene is a country girl. A real blue jean, sneaker wearing girl. Never saw her wear a pair of high heels until our wedding day and not a pair since. We live in the little single wide trailer...
Please read the first two chapters of The Cleaning Lady before reading this chapter. A week later Nicholas was almost completely on edge. When he heard the knock on the door he rushed to open it. Minh and Ping were there, both of them dressed alike; black fleece shorts reaching almost to their knees and yellow tops with Chinese characters embroidered int...
"Do you want a cup of tea?" my wife asks. "Yes please." "Green?" "Of course." It's a bright and breezy Summer's day. I'm sitting at my writing desk by a window overlooking the garden, a scene quickly blurring into abstract velvety blocks of colour resembling a Rothko field painting as I turn my vision nostalgically inwards, idly reflecting upon the event...
Their car came to a stop on the dirt road, in the Maine woods. He turned his head to her and smiled. "It's not far from here. My family owns this little spot of land. It's quite lovely, and I think we'll be able to see the stars tonight." He squeezed her hand gently as he spoke. Unpacking the trunk, they took their things with them; just a few fresh fruits...
Shorty and I ordered another round of drinks, and they arrived just before the girls got back from the ladies room. They were quite chummy as they walked up to our table. June grinned at me, then grabbed my face and kissed me hard, slipping her tongue into my mouth, and if I didn't know better, I would have sworn I tasted pussy. Just then, Jasmine skipped u...
As if truly seeing myself for the first time, I had an epiphany while staring at myself in the mirror as to why I write. "Why do I write?" I'm Susan Jill Parker, my real name, and I'm a writer. Yet, I'm not just any writer. I don't write non-fiction, something that most writers write. Matter of fact, did you know that 95% of everything published in the wor...