The next morning I somehow woke up in my bed back in my hotel room. I couldn't remember how I got there, but what I did know was I was still wearing the same clothes as last night, and I had a splitting headache. I pushed myself out of bed, hands on my knees, trying to regain some composure so I could get to the washroom. As I took my first steps I remembere...
Boston with its many old neighborhoods is as varied as its people. In the older seedier parts of town many people live and carry on in a world much different from the clinically clean and proper suburbs. On some streets there are rows and rows of the monotonous dark brick two, three, five or six story apartment buildings many exactly like the one next to it...
Chapter 1: The Transsexual Hotel Encounter "Yes, I am checking in," I said, putting my credit card on the desk. The woman behind the desk took the card and looked at the name. She was about 5 feet 10 inches tall with dark black hair and brown eyes. Her skin was beautifully tanned and her lips were painted a reddish-brown colour. As she looked at the card I...
The fire alarm sounded more like a foghorn, a blunt and continuous column of brutal noise. At 2:30 AM, most of the apartment building's residents were asleep, and had to jump up with a start out of bed. Rick, however, had gotten caught up in an intense (and lengthy) online argument about the viability of interstellar colonization, and was looking up material...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *It is selfish to believe that your family will always love you. At some point you will be asked to earn it* ***** {7:35 am Sunday, September 7th ~ Last day} {Right where we left off} My rage over Aya wasn't called into question or challen...
Rick stumbled into his condo after another Friday night at his favorite bar. He knew he shouldn't have had that last beer, but the girl he as talking to at the time was just not pretty enough yet to make a pass at. Unfortunately, that last beer put him over the edge and she blew him off. Thankfully, he lived only a few blocks away and could stagger home safe...
Chapter 3 – An Informal Frat Party I got up late on Saturday morning following my date with Ken. Julie was already out of the room so I decided to take a shower and then begin studying. Even though classes had not started yet, I had a couple of rather lengthy reading assignments for my first classes. The shower was refreshing, I scrubbed my entire body espe...
Jones hated Mondays, and he especially hated to work on Mondays. This in and of itself was not unusual; most people dislike, or even hate, Mondays. Monday, to most people, is the worst day of the week. But for Jones, his job meant that he dealt with most people on the worst day of their lives, and this was difficult enough without having to deal with the fac...
Sometime when you're looking for love it's right under your nose. Thank you Brian and Robert for your helpful suggestions. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, liv...
Author's Note: This starts right where I left off in Part 13...right as Lucretia walks towards her father. I will add it here for continuity. ***** Lucretia dropped her spell the moment she saw Marid and her eyes were wide and had gone completely black. Gwen finished her turn and squealed before getting up from the couch and sprinting over to join the vam...