Number seven, Tina. Although they spoke in hushed tones, I caught enough of their conversation to know I could be of help. I stood up, and as I went past their table I drop a card. The two women looked at me without saying a word. Their faces looked quizzical. I smiled and nodded slightly, and then I carried on to the door, and went out into the hustle of t...
She was a bookmark, a name on a card holding my place in a collection of short stories I was reading. I was on a plane, so intently involved with the story I had kept reading as we landed and then taxied up to the gate. In the rush to grab my carry on, stash the book, find my jacket and exit the plane I had just grabbed a business card and slipped it into th...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * How to celebrate Happy Valentine's Day with your honey on a tight budget. With so many people unemployed and underemployed, after just spending what little money we had on Christmas, it's already Valentine's Day. Now what? Just a Hallmark Valentine's Day card is approaching five dollars and many of t...
They slid into the booth together – side by side – and immediately he reached for her thigh and she pressed herself against him. "Comfortable, Babe?" Her answer was given in the form of a slight brush of her palm along his belt line. The seat was properly cushioned, the lighting was dim, the noise but a chatter and the booth backs were nice and high. A pe...
Copyright (c) 2011-2018 by darwin1859. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. I wrote this story a very long time ago, inspired by "The Lesson" by slave bree, which I cannot find online anymore. This story starts the same way before veering off in a different direction. The unique capitalization was...
Standing in front of the washing machine, Sofia looked at the unusual business card she'd retrieved, along with some loose change, from her husband's pants pocket. On the card were the words "Hard Candy" with a telephone number and the cryptic phrase, "Call If You Dare." The card itself appeared to be a photocopy of some sort of tan background with the two l...
Lisa was glad to have her sister over for the evening. After the divorce and the kids moving out, the loneliness was getting to her. She wondered how her sister had made it through her divorce and still seemed so happy. "I just don't get it, Amber," Lisa said, wiping tears from her cheeks. "How do you do it? You make it look so easy." "It wasn't easy at fi...
He had his reservations when she told him he was a red, as he unabashedly much preferred the pink. However, now maybe for the sixth time this week, he had to admit when seeing the glossy cosmetics paint across his lips that she was right. She was always right. The brief interlude with the mirror was a small reprieve from his duties. He was touching up his...
Copyright Oggbashan January 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. * * * * * This morning, Valentine's Day, my post was the usual...
Danielle - 5'4" cute smaller bbw (chubby) brown hair brown eyes nice 34c tits - Me (Jake) - 5'8" BHM (overweight man - over 300 lbs.) middle aged (53 years old) brown hair, greying in places...recently cut :-) hazel eyes * * * * * It was the second of January, 2013, and my hair was bugging me. It was just long enough to be irritating. At 6:30...