You are both surprised and intrigued with what you find in the cabinet. Hanging on wooden hangers are an off white, gauzy, sun dress, made of a light cotton material that would become transparent if it ever got wet, a long black double breasted jacket-type dress that would come to just above your knees, a white evening jacket and black slacks, and some other...
The fourth in this occasional series of self-contained stories about "Staff" Daniel Matthews and his family. "LAME DUCK?" "Catch!" The four-year-old girl giggles, throwing the light beach ball from the sparkling pool. Freddie reaches up from his electric wheelchair, easily catching the ball one-handed, his head and bare shoulders sprayed with a light show...
A couple of years ago, I had a long discussion with a Korean co-worker on a weekday at a local beer drinking place in Seoul. He is about 15 years older than me and still single and he is quite proud that he has a lot of girl friends. Pretty late in the night, the waitress came over to us and asked us if we could leave as it would be past closing time alread...
Every Friday night Angela always goes out with her sister Amanda and her friend Ashley. I watched her as she got herself ready. She brushed her long brown hair and looked into the mirror pouting at her reflection, her lips emblazoned with ruby red lipstick. Standing up she turned to me and smiled. "How do I look?" "You look gorgeous, absolutely and utt...
He had watched her in the mirror as she walked in. She was as beautiful as ever and her outfit was stunning. He knew right away the time he took to pick it out was well spent. She stood behind him for a minute wondering what to do, her heart racing. Should she speak his name -- Maybe a simple tap on his shoulder? He looked up from the bar and their eyes me...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 15m: Another June Wedding Part 13 (Copyright 2001 by Paul. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Somerset 1972. Jenny Wagstaffe. We left the Marquee in the walled garden at Paul's grandfather's cottage at seven o'clock. We walked hand in hand across the lawns and up the terraces to the Fr...
This is the final chapter in the warehouse office tale. I have been asked to reveal more about the mysterious intruder, so here is my best shot. In truth, there is nothing I can really say about him. In my core archetype, he is never revealed. He always remains unknown, and that's where the unbearable sexual tension arises. You don't know who he is or how he...
My friend Rosy and I in Las Vegas, where we were having a three-week, girls-only trip. We felt like getting dressed up and having some fun. One night, we went to this hot nightclub on the Strip. We entered the club and there were lights flashing all around, music played by the DJ. Rosy and I were getting our groove on the dance floor. Just as us girls were d...
It was a typical morning. John and Ally woke up at the sound of the clock. Time to get the girls up, dressed and fed so they could spend the day at preschool. This young couple had pretty good position of employment. John was a local plumbing contractor and Ally was chemist for a local pharmaceutical. They are a happy couple. He loved her the moment he saw...
She lay in bed, reading the texts from the day before. 'Nice photo' 'You too. Wanna play?' 'A game or...' 'To start, then maybe...' Back and forth they flirted until he told her that she must do something. That something opened up an experience she had never considered. One that liberated her, excited her and released a previously unknown need. The n...