I woke up before Jana the next morning. For a while I watched her sleep, admiring her sweet face and the way her dark hair spread across the white pillow. Eventually, I got up, threw on some shorts, and made us breakfast. She got up while I was cooking and put on my shirt from the night before. We got back in bed to eat. Over breakfast we decided that she'd...
It's late - we've had a few games of bowling and we're heading back to the car. The bowling alley has just closed, and the car park is empty except for my little Micra and this one, clapped-out car. There's a woman, slim, with long slender legs and short blonde hair, stood with the bonnet up, peering at the engine. It's hot outside, she's wearing the shortes...
I make my way back to the edge of the dance floor carrying a couple of bottled beers. The club is dark, sweaty and a little claustrophobic, the pumping bass and a few beers create a feeling of not being entirely, "In control." This is heightened by the fact that my wife and I have been in Nuremberg for a couple of days and neither of us speaks much German so...
Maurice and Miriam Smith had it all or so it seemed. They were the epitome of the typical young upwardly mobile professional couple as known as 'yuppies.' They had been high school sweethearts and attended the same state university. While Maurice played around some in college and joined a fraternity, Miriam probably would have joined a sorority but money was...
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This story involves the characters Tandy Bowen and Dt. Brigid O'Reilly from the TV show Cloak and Dagger. ... Sat alone in her little apartment Dt. O'Reilly held back a yawn; struggling to read through her case notes in the deepening darkness. Disinterested with administrative procedures she looked out through the steamy window to the streetlights beyond;...
Maurice Smith knew to count his lucky stars everyday. It all started when he married his pretty blonde wife, Miriam, twenty years ago. It seemed to Maurice that his lovely blonde wife got even prettier and prettier each and every day. He enjoyed looking at her as well as watching the reaction from other men. You see, Miriam seemed to have an innocence about...
Prologue To: Victor, Senior Pageant Trainer, Retired From: Ms. Smith, Chairwoman, Total Woman Pageants Board of Directors Subject: Congratulations!!! What joy! On behalf of everyone at Total Woman Pageants, I extend our fondest best wishes to you and your new bride, this year's Ms. North America! We are happy that, after your lifetime of dedication to g...
"Have her brought to me. Unharmed." Sylvanas Windrunner, former Ranger-General of Silvermoon, Banshee Queen of the Undercity, Dark Lady of the Forsaken, did not hesitate when she heard the news. Contemplating in her throne room with her various Forsaken advisors, the Queen knew that her guest was a special one. It was not fair to call Sylvanas truly undead...
Authors note : This is not my usual kind of story. But for the earth contest, I thought I would try something a little far out. Kind of throw my imagination into the wind and see what came back. Hope you guys like it!! Remember to vote now, this is for a competition!! ----- I was going to kill myself. I won’t go into specifics, that’s not the point of immo...