Part Three The Revenge of Cody Thanks to HeyAll for the edit. Thomas Edward Scott, former Olympian, current head coach of the Ronald Reagan High School swim team (Reagan's Razors), knifed through the water with the ease of a shark. I still got it. His body parted the water as if it were air. Coach Scott took great pride in his body. A lot of it . . . too...
Copyright (c) 2019 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. --------- "Any more disasters?" Emmie wondered. "No, nothing yet. Everybody's gone home to get some sleep." "Good idea," Emmie said while she sat down in front of him and sipped her coffee. "Oh, I have plenty of other goo...
There is something about eastern mysticism that has always fascinated me. I'm a pushover; I guess, for anything ornate, anything baroque, anything that celebrates life in all its gaudy detail. So when Xavier called me from Los Angeles to invite me to the Hare Krishna festival of the chariots, I reacted as I might have to an obscene phone call from Roger Vadi...
This story is based on a true life experience a reader shared with me. He wanted me to write this story for him and his wife and gave me permission to post it here. He has elected to remain anonymous, but I am grateful to him for the idea he so generously passed along to me. My thanks and appreciation! It’s funny, the things one remembers about their youth...
It was the fall of 2001. Some of my girlfriends and I had decided to go to a local professional wrestling event. The main event that night was between somebody named Buff Bagwell and this massive guy named Onyx. If anyone reads this and remembers that card, you'll remember me. It was not this match that got to me. Actually it was a match much earlier in the...
The sun beat down on the cracked asphalt of the street, and the stagnant, hazy air hung heavy in people’s lungs. It was another unbearable day in the early summer. Steam rose off the sidewalk from the runoff of a fire hydrant that gushed water into the street and added to the humidity. The neighborhood kids enjoyed the urban watering hole. They darted back a...
It had been nearly six months, and several phone calls from the director, with hints of more money, and again my unavoidable rising credit card bill. Now found me in a short flowery dress, exploring Amber's beautiful mouth, her tongue flicking against mine, as we both discovered the welcoming hollows. Our kiss had lasted seconds or minutes I had no idea, f...
As usual a big Thank You to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for keeping me from going over the top on a few things and fixing my grammar. * A single sunbeam slipped between the curtains and illuminated the crumpled sheets on the bed. The fabric shifted slightly as one of the occupants moved. "Happy Birthday," Fiona cooed as she lay on her side, looking at Fra...
Eve watched the sun set from the roof of the tower of the House of Black. The thing about vampire bodies was that they dissolved into a fine powdery dust and blew away leaving no trace of blood or tissue for humans to investigate. The House of Black was an empty tomb and silent witness to a massacre that no one would ever know about. But Eve remembered every...
The party was in full swing. Alcohol flowed freely and loud music blasted from the stereo. Shona stopped to give Jane a quick peck on the cheek as she made her way through to the kitchen to pick up another tray of savouries. Jane smiled and gave her friend and flatmate's bum a playful squeeze. "I'm not looking forward to cleaning the mess up after tonight,"...