Writer's Note: A very Different short story By me, Not my usual ending nor my usual middle for that matter, either. Hope you enjoy it: Joni Ericson unlocked the door and walked into her apartment. Life was good at twenty-two. She had a good job, and this weekend she had a date with a handsome guy who was supposed to be very good at pleasuring girls. Joni kn...
I had been trying to write a Great American novel for years but had only succeed in writing an episodic tale of a town, an episodic tale of a singer, and a convoluted science fiction story. My agents found online publishers for each but not print publishers. My agents were a lesbian couple that would kindly be described as colorful. I described them as batt...
A/N: I hope everyone enjoys reading my writings just as much as I enjoy writing them. Peace and Blessings. I jadedly watched steam slowly coil around my hand-painted Artisan coffee mug as I tried my best to concentrate on my case briefings. I was set to defend an eighteen year old African-American male for attempted murder and alleged rape of a sixteen yea...
### A Whore Awakens Georgie was going to a party. It was the first one in a while and she was excited. She had a new dress, new heel and the new underwear she had treated herself to the other week. It was a house party thrown at someone her best friend had known for years. He apparently always threw good parties but only certain people were invited. Her fri...
The red spotlights pierced the darkness, nearly naked now I turned and posed, my scantily clad ass pushed out sexily. I had teased the audience with my bra, briefly revealing my nipples then covering up again but now I had dropped it to the floor and my full, firm breasts were being ogled by them. I held those full globes, my fingers brushing soft nipples, t...
Ashleigh was extremely busy at work on Wednesday. About 11am she looked up and saw Tom striding towards her. He was grinning from ear to ear. When he reached her desk he bent forward and kissed her lightly. "Good morning, Ashleigh, you look really great this morning." "Good morning, Tommy, thank you. I feel really great. Mr. Davis is expecting you. He said...
Not all universes were kind enough to let Kira learn the complete truth about her mother and Dukat, and some derailed her plan worse than others. She stood in line next to Meru as Dukat paced back and forth in front of the women, like a predator tracking his prey. In a very real sense, that was exactly what he was doing. He may not know it yet, but he's st...
For the last few years Beth and I have slowly drifted apart finely getting to the point a month or so ago where we could barely said hi to each other anymore. Last Monday was the turning point. That’s when I moved into the spare bedroom and told her maybe it was time we talked to a lawyer. She looked at me for a minute and I watched a tear run down her c...
After about eight weeks, Sophie, (Jenny within her) and I wound up back in New Mexico, leisurely riding north out of Albuquerque, up the old Turquoise Trail. Otherwise known as New Mexico State Route 14. We ate—well, Sophie ate and Jenny, inside her, appreciated it—lunch at Madrid (say it as MA-drid), and, bypassing Los Cerrillos, were looking for a sunny s...
How did a drunken post lead to this? One minute you're drinking a glass of wine with your two best friends and a week later your stomach is in knots as you enter the Artists Studio. You look around but don't see any men - a relief. To see a bunch of men right now would have made you back out for sure. You spent the last few days wondering what type of guy wo...