It had been a long dusty summer and every day another group of hopefuls came into town for one last good meal before heading out to the mines. I could read the looks on their faces as they dismounted and strutted into the saloon. Some were hunched over in desperation for a drink and some couldn't resist flashing the sack of gold they got lucky on. Either wa...
Pauline parked the car in the garage and depressed the clicker for the doors to close. She left her high heeled shoes on the floor of the car and walked to the connecting kitchen door, her feet clad only in hose. It had been a long, long day at work. As she entered the kitchen, she was greeted by the sight and smells of her husband cooking. "Hello, gorgeous!...
The fall was crisp and clean at the University and getting into the advanced photography class in my sophomore year, on the strength of my portfolio, gave me a sense of accomplishment and some trepidation. This class was graded entirely upon your work, and not just the finished photograph. Student composition's were discussed and dissected, during the class...
The day was very warm. I sat on a bench shaded by the branch of a tree at the edge of the water. My sketch pad had just a couple of lines for the trees against the far skyline. A few fishermen launched their boats in the quarter of an hour I'd been there. It was a typical, languid midsummer afternoon until a bouncy dog came down the hill behind my bench. It...
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The new blood within her veiled the cold... It was just an illusion of life, and she knew it wouldn't last. Tonight, however, it was a time for her to try to remember what it was to live. The night was still young as she left the building and headed out into the streets. She wondered where she should go, the club perhaps, or maybe a bar? No, those were pla...
I sat at the booth, sipping my Diet Coke through a straw. The restaurant was fairly busy on a Friday night in the early evening hours. As expected, tonight's crowd seemed mostly composed of young couples, glad to be done with their workweeks and eager to unwind for the weekend. I myself had come unaccompanied. My attention was focused on one couple in partic...
It was winter in Las Vegas, so instead of the hit of hot air every time we stepped outside we felt the cold blast of the Furnace Mountains to the north. This is not the normal influence of these mountains and it definitely changes your attitude about tripping around the casinos looking at the newest and greatest attraction built in this adult Disney World. W...
Art Lovers II -- Charlotte's Diary 25th March 1867 Dear Diary, There is something odd about Cousin Constance's demeanour of late. When she believes no one is watching her, she sometimes wears a most mysterious smile, and it is driving me quite to distraction. Much as I love her dearly, Connie can be such a tease, and I am sure she is greatly amused by my...
CHAPTER 11: MATRON Introduction: The sexual adventures of a prep school teacher in the 1950s and 1960s. Chapter 11 finds him back at his school after an intense month of sex, reported in Chapters 9 and 10. The latter records the consummation with Denise of their activities in Chapter 1. ***** As soon as Denise left I packed my few belongings into the sad...