Based on my marginal understanding of human psychology, an even shakier perception of the Jenkins activity survey, Wanda is definitely a Type A personality. Insatiably ambitious, a champion competitor, a seeker of recognition, she hungers to win, be victorious in all things. She values the laurels, the bonuses, the perks of merit. Her in a nutshell, but out...
As if she were a cat, Amanda arches her back and stretches her arms forward along the cool, blue satin sheet, her small rear high in the air. She smiles as the smell of freshly brewed coffee reaches her nostrils. "Mmmm, that was fun," she thinks to herself as she brings herself up from the cat stretch to a kneeling position. Beep! Beep! Beep! The insistent...
It's a Tuesday and I have called in to work "sick". I just can't handle her today. I finished cleaning the house about 8:45 a.m. and of course, while the house is quiet, and my mind has nothing to occupy it, I begin thinking about you sitting at your desk working on some case, talking with your buddy next door because you know you accomplish anything without...
It was a cold clear Friday night. They had been out to a play as part of their Christmas celebration. The Nutcracker was a delight, one of those things that you always see scenes from, but never see the entire ballet performed. She had snuggled on his shoulder the entire evening, his arm wrapped around her. He could still feel the impression the armrest made...
A hot, sunny afternoon at the lake. Early summer, so the mountain lake water is still very cool. You and I were not brave enough to splash around in the chilly water but we walk along the sandy shallows, our shoes back at the blanket along with our picnic lunch. We decide to explore the area with a walk around the lake. Aside from a few other people at the s...
I walk into your store. We have never met. I am wearing a short black sundress, my shoulders bare. The dress is low cut, showing the tops of my ample bust. You are standing behind the counter, you smile. I feel your eyes travel over my body. My heart beats faster, I feel a flush creep up my face as I think how handsome you are. Neither one of us speaks; our...
I sat in my car in the darkened parking lot, wondering what the hell I was doing. I had been instructed to wait until I received a phone call, but I was too anxious to wait. I had driven out to the hotel and (rather impatiently) waited for your call. Finally, after driving around aimlessly and sitting in parking lots, my phone rang. I answered in a matter o...
I am sitting at home, cruising the internet or working on my latest computer project. There comes a knock at the door, I put down whatever I am working on and walk to the door. I open the door and standing there is a beautiful woman. She is wearing a long black dress that clings to every corner of her body and dark stiletto heels with a cut out revealing her...
We finish shopping and are heading toward the car, when you spy a small shop on the corner that you've never seen before. Potions and Things, the sign enticingly states. "You know, you still owe me a present." You smile as you point out that our shopping still isn't done. We enter the small shop and I notice immediately that the smells are very unusual. I f...
You walk into the bar and see me sitting on a stool. I am wearing a long silk midnight blue dress, slit up to my thigh on one side. My legs are crossed and as I chat with the bartender one leg swings back and forth, my shoe hanging from the tip of my toes. I'm laughing at something he said as you walk towards me. I sense you at my side without even looking a...