Chapter Four -- The Next Evening After a long and physically exhausting day, I was finally on my way back to the hotel. As I swung the door open, there on the sofa to greet me sat Jackie, watching TV. She was dressed much as she was the night before, with two notable exceptions. First, she had no blouse or jacket on -- only her bra -- and she wore her eye...
To begin this story a little bit of background is in order; When Sheryl and I got together, she was leaving a failed marriage, and understandably had some insecurity issues that she needed to deal with. She did have a magnetic, and gregarious personality, seemingly never met a stranger. That said, she had a feeling of being physically unattractive, as well...
The jungle has eyes. It watches the intruder; it does not let him out of its sight for one second, follows his every step. It has thousands of eyes, which can see but can't be seen, because they are hidden in the green darkness. The intruder can't see further than a few feet into the jungle, but the jungle sees everything. Its gaze is so intense it makes you...
I apologize for not writing anything lately. Life has gotten in the way. This is fiction any correlation to real people is purely happenstance. ********* I was jogging down the river path one early August Saturday. The sun was shining and some Cassin finches were singing. Even in the early morning air I was getting warm. The trail I was on, made its way t...
How to mend a broken heart? He just couldn't forget Rebecca. The way she spoke to him. The way she smelt. How she touched him. Maybe he should do it. Maybe he should just kill her. God knows he'd thought about it countless times. He couldn't have her. She'd made that clear. But he loved Rebecca. How he still loved Rebecca. He just couldn't kill her. He coul...
He never knew what it meant to quiver until he met Veronica. She came into his life that first night in the most beautiful outfit he'd ever seen. Looking at her top to bottom she went from wholesome to wicked. Her black tank top seemed almost normal, but the silkiness made it breathtaking. Her skirt was red patent leather, and so short he would have given an...
'God, I hope that's not taped onto my paintwork,' Alan thought to himself regarding the "Just Married" sign affixed to the back of his vanishing Rolls Royce Phantom limousine, carrying away his only daughter Eve and Adam her groom. Not that it mattered unduly, he would almost certainly lose the car in the upcoming divorce settlement anyway and have to make...
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Remember to rate and comment, I love hearing your feedback! *** Over the next week, I put into place my plan to return to the loan shark office. Given that my sister was lying about working at McDonald's, I figured I would take a page from her book and lie about still working at the aquarium. I thought about the ways my sister could find out that I was l...