Jason looked at the time on the computer. 6.35. After a week of 30 plus heat the weather looked like it would finally break. His second floor office gave him a good view of the approaching dark clouds which loomed large in the West. It had been a day of programming hell. Simple problems, which should have been solved in minutes, had filled his day with he...
That day was a day of firsts. I had not been on a roller coaster in so many years that it was like a first. Hell, spending the day at the fair going on rides was a first. It was two years since my ugly second divorce, and I had settled into a routine. When I go to the state fair, it’s usually to see the sights, mingle with the people and enter the lame conte...
Hello again loyal readers. Thank you for the supportive e-mails. I hope you're all still with me after this last part. For those of you just joining us, I'm Jamie. This is the third part of my story, parts one and two are, in order, 'The descent', and 'To spiral further down'. If you want to picture me imagine this...I'm petite with dirty or dark blond hair...
1969: Dinner finished. Louise's three older siblings left for Friday night fun. Mrs. Mancini, who slept with bells around her wrists and ankles, was in the living room reading to little Johnny. Louise poked her head into the living room to stick her tongue out at the back of their heads. When her father said from behind her, "C'mon, I'll take you to Cone...
Let me preface this story by telling that this is true event. The names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. Also this is a long story.... I am a married male in his mid 40's and work as a law enforcement officer in the great Northwest Region of the United States. My patrol district is out in the rural area of our county and on sev...
Two weeks later on Saturday morning we were on a plane headed for North Carolina. She didn't have the two weeks notice she asked for but the cabin had a cancellation and it was booked solid for the next two months. I rented a cabin in the Smoky Mountains that was secluded at the end of a dead end and a half mile from any other cabins. It had lots of amenitie...
I want to thank Nthusiastically for her help editing this for me. Much appreciated! ***** "Harder!" she shouted. "Faster!" I wanted to give her exactly what she wanted, so I increased my effort. She was bent over the back of the car, her hands on the trunk, as I pounded her from behind. How did we get here? A nameless girl on the side of a nameless roa...
One of the greatest gifts an author can receive is feedback from readers, both positive and negative. Critics make an author reach beyond their last work, striving to create something better, while supports help to feed an author and drive them to create more. I gladly accept both. If you get to the end of the chapter, if you have read all the way through,...
I hate working second shift. Normally I try to avoid it, but due to a lay off, I had been forced to take a job working in a convenience store on that dreaded shift. It had been a long eight hours, having to deal with the low-lifes who frequented this particular store. It was in a bad neighborhood and I was constantly having to deal with shoplifters, and peop...
Unlike most people, I sometimes enjoy getting wet not just wet but soaking wet in the rain. I've always enjoyed playing in the rain and getting soaking wet, even as a little girl. But my 'pleasure' with getting wet started while I was still in high school. I had just turned 18 and a boy I grew up with took me downtown to a local festival for my birthday pres...