It started innocently enough, he wrote feedback to one of my stories. He said, he had a thing for schoolgirls and older men-younger women thing. I was free to contact him many different ways, he listed them So me being me, I picked up my trusty cel phone and called the number listed. It answered to voice mail so I left one. "Hi, this is tiger. I just wanted...
"Wow? Is she always like that?!" Dillon asked Mihara with a hollow laugh. He didn't know why but his heart hurt for this Suki chick. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like something was off. "Eh. Just leave her be," Mihara said with a sigh and a dismissive hand wave. She wanted as much of the attention on herself and not on her emotionally vola...
Note: I'm lazy af and don't have a single useful text editor on this laptop, so please forgive a lack of proper formatting and [much needed] italics. Also it's my first story I've ever posted here so don't be too mean if the urge strikes you to comment. Posting this specifically for a special someone. ***** Catherine stepped into Peet's, pausing for a mom...
Author's note: This story starts where Pt. 2 left off. While not required, Pts 1 and 2 are recommended first, to follow the story. Do enjoy. As this chapter is a little shorter, I'm publishing Pt. 3 and Pt. 4 at the same time. All copyrights reserved to the original author. - TIB ***** The following Monday at work, Kelly was a little trepidatious in approa...
The fourth day since Jason's arrival began, and Alex had a hefty morning to early afternoon shift to endure, and Josh was to be on patrol for most of the day. Deciding that I should probably get my ass out of bed, since it was nearing 12pm, with the sun burning bright and steadily from my bedroom window, I dress and decidedly walk down to the cafe through th...
"Look at him, silly old goat. Ogling those girls like he's eighteen." Sun-browned fingers scrabbled for glasses and eyes scanned the far side of the square. A half-smoked Karelia dropped onto the checkers board. They squinted against the weak winter sunlight that warmed their old bones and beheld the embarrassment. "I mean, those jeans for a start," Geor...
The rest of the cruise was a strange time. I enjoyed the work and happily served meals, took the fitness classes and in the evenings either served at the bar or took part as an extra in the evening's entertainment, usually dancing or some sort of a game or quiz. The job part was mostly a pleasant enough time and the customers didn't give me any trouble. But...
"Carol's Coffee Caress" boasted the best coffee this side of Grayson's Gorge, located in the village on the east side of Skypierce Peak. The cafe had been decked out for weeks with colored Christmas lights, tinsel, a seven-foot tree, and ornaments hung from the walls and ceiling. Holiday music played softly in the background. Peppermint, eggnog, cinnamon, an...
Zam had never been in a dorm before but seen them plenty on TV, these long hallways with individual rooms, a small communal kitchen for each respective floor, common room and study areas. This wasn't it, though. The building was tall and fairly open with glass panes covering the outsides between tall and graceful-looking pillars of polished steel. It only h...
It was called "The French Cafe" which would normally be the kind of place I would avoid but one of my co workers got me hooked on the french vanilla mocha latte. I now went there every Sunday like clockwork placing my order before sitting at my favorite table near the back. I would read my Sunday paper and watch the happenings in the small town I called my h...