We were married young; too young. That’s it in a nutshell, I guess. She got knocked up. I always thought it was just bad luck. But I don’t know, now I’m kinda wondering if she didn’t set me up. She’s capable of it. I sure learned that over time. We were twenty; we were pregnant; we got married. That’s what you did back then, no questions asked. I should hav...
Along with a bunch of old porn magazines and Beta tapes I found in a storage locker was this journal written in my a man with amazing penmanship, which made reading the fading ink a lot easier than you would think for something 40 years old and kept in a dusty box. I have no idea who this guy was, but I like his style. Here's a entry I particularly enjoyed...
Madeline entered her flat, dropped her bags, set down her coffee, then rushed across her living room, intent on reaching her phone before the answering machine picked up. But she was too late. As she waited panting, she heard her own greeting followed by the ubiquitous beep. "Hey, Baby," said a voice as the device began recording. "Are you there and just ig...
Jenny had just turned thirteen when I realized that I was no longer the center of her universe. Quite a shock for a mother to realize that her children are free thinking human beings, with their own thoughts as to how to run their lives. Jenny was a popular girl with lots of girl and boy friends. As for me, I had lost my buddy. Having grown up in Cary, Nor...
Morgana tensed as she thought she heard the rustling sound again, but there was nothing to be seen as she peered around; its probably just my imagination she thought shivering now as the day grew cooler. She reflected upon the morning's events and wondered how it was that she found herself in these predicaments. How many other people ended up tied to a tree...
It was the Spring of 1968, I had been wounded in Viet Nam. A Million Dollar wound I was told. I was going home, only half of one tour in the jungles and I was heading home. Missing a few parts here and there, but alive, it would take months of recovery and therapy to resume some sort of a normal life again, but it sure beat the alternative. I was shipped of...
High school was finally over! I couldn't have been happier. For the first time I was looking toward the future with the plans I had made. I had to decide between going with the arts and dance or into the math and science. Luckily I had a head on my shoulders and realized that dancing is a young girls game so I went for math. I was enrolled in the undergrad p...
I hope everyone enjoys the second tale. As always comment/feedback is welcome. MKvDeepSea It was the sound of a soft, rhythmic whimper that woke me. I blinked sleep out of my eyes trying to make sense of where I was. Eventually, I remembered, I was at a beach house party my wife and I had attended. It had turned into an orgy. I was lying on my back. Bi...
Steve stepped out of the small American Eagle plane on onto the jetbridge, his nose instinctively turning up at the musty smell. Humid, he thought, but not as bad as home. He tried to ignore the flutter in his belly and the heat shooting down to his ankles, sucking on his teeth to remove any stray pieces, knowing full well there weren't any. The mirror check...
Judy had big, pretty, dark-blue eyes that could burn a hole right through your soul, and a smile that made the moon go dim in comparison. Her straight, fiery, red hair rained down her back. At 22-years-old, she had a body that could start a fist fight, and dainty, little, features that gave her an even younger appearance. She was the epitome of elegant, and...