There are hotter and wetter places than Houston in August- it's just that most of them are found inside the human body. They were sprawled out on the sofa too tired to move. On the TV a local reporter screamed about "Slime in the Ice Machine" or some such thing and they couldn't have cared less. It was too hot to get up and change the channel- hell it was...
Joyce sat up with a start. She wasn't sure what she'd heard...was it a crash? Maybe a thud? A grunt? Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, she looked at the alarm clock next to her bed. 3 AM. She listened carefully for a long moment, the darkness in the room seeming to accentuate each noise, as if with no sights to guide her, each noise took on extra signific...
The artist sits alone and lonely. His fingers rest in front of his pallet still and tense; awaiting inspiration. His eyes stare sadly at the blank canvass still propped upon the easel; the evidence of a fruitless days work. He stands and stretches his aching muscles, too long hunched in the same position and needing the relaxing benefit of massage. He pulls...
This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent. But please email the author at to request such consent. Part 5, the conclusion Tuesday was worse than Monday, I couldn't concentrate on anything. As soon as I walked through the door Lisa wanted to talk. "Peter there is so...
Men in uniform have always done it for me. Firemen... at least my fireman... does it like no other. Whether dressed in crisp clean uniform blues, or smoky yellow bunker gear and his black helmet, my man is awesome. I have thought that from the moment I laid eyes on him... Anyway, I met Randy at our local ER one night. I used to work as a night shift RN the...
"Troy will be here Tuesday night," He told her, "to work his special magic with the camera. I believe that one of the best possible Valentine's Day experiences should be a documentation of O/our relationship." she simply smiled sweetly, barely daring to look up from where she knelt beside His favorite reclining chair while Joe Scarborough prattled on. "Tha...
Chapter 9 – A Legacy Katarina woke up this morning feeling conflicted, she still had two days left in the journey and she knew she would be finishing the book today. She hoped that this craziness would be explained somehow. She asked herself for the hundredth time, "Where did the book come from? Why is the story affecting me so much? Could the genie have...
This story starts last summer, my first holiday without my family as I'd just turned 18. I'd gone to the same resort I'd been to so many times with them, a beautiful beachfront hotel on a little island just off Cuba, still belonging to Cuba but far enough from the mainland to be much more tranquil than most Cuban resorts. There was a lively nightlife but thr...
After being with him once, I felt an insatiable pull to stay with him. That's what part of me wanted. Another part of me wanted to go home. It was my priority to wake up the next morning in my own bed and in my own home since I felt the most comfortable there. I decided that I would wait till he went into the bathroom before I would try to make my get away....
"Pull" The clay pigeon sailed forth on its arced journey down the Total Woman Excursions resort skeet range. Blam! The 12 gauge shotgun pounded Fallston's shoulder. The target disc burst into a spray of pieces as the lead pellets followed and found their mark. He was two for three this round! "Not bad, not bad at all. But not as good as me" said Oksana. Her...