Copyright Oggbashan April 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ***** I lay back on the bed beside Lucina. I was satiated with a...
As (almost) always, this derives from real life; in this case, real life was merely a spark to ignite the story, which is mostly fictional. * What do two teenagers -- one a tall, gangly male, the other a roly-poly female -- have in common? Well, more than one might think. I was the tall male, a skinny kid with big thighs who had to wear pants three sizes...
Today was the day I was supposed to be registering, but there was a problem with the computer system again. I couldn't log on at all, and there was nothing I could do to fix it. I had an unhelpful call with the helpdesk who gave 100 wrong suggestions before deciding I needed to go in to see them. While I was in there, bored out of my mind, I heard a sultry...
Firstly, here is another episode for the sick anonymous critics to add their nauseating comments to. To the vast majority of readers I apologise for the above remarks, because I know that you are normal, sane, healthy people who would only criticise because there is something in the story to criticise. I ended my last chapter where I had just begun to repre...
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My wife of twelve years, Andrea, had just left me. Sure, I was broken, but I had seen it coming. She and her best friend Liz had been in love since high school. Unfortunately, the news of my wife's love and sexuality had not been revealed to me until last year. Therapy finally helped her accept her longings. Yeah, I should have been happy for my ex, but I...
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Alicia stood in front of her mirror making sure her make-up had been applied correctly. She was a very pretty girl in her own estimation. Her black hair fell to halfway down her back, her dark eyes had a bit of a twinkle in them, and everything else was in order. After being completely satisfied with what she saw in the mirror, Alicia shut off the lights, ga...
It was the end of the month of May, a Wednesday, about 6:30, on the metro. It's extremely uncomfortable to take the metro then, because of the enormous crowds in all the cars--pressed against each other, sometimes in direct contact with people who are less than clean... I had no courses that afternoon and I had gone to Paris to shop in the big stores. Comi...
Alone he sits at his desk. It's late... Even for him – it is late... 11:23PM... He sits on a conference call with the states, the pressures of the last couple of weeks etched across his face, as you wordlessly slip into his office. Tie loosened, top button undone, hair looking a little unkempt – he's not looking his best, although he certainly doesn't loo...