The summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. Just one year out of high school it was an easy decision for me to take a year off before going to college. Heck, I was young enough to enjoy myself and wanted to travel and see the country while I had the opportunity. The year before, just out of high school, I had taken a job as a ca...
I hope that the meandering style of writing in this entry doesn't hurt the story, but I really wanted to share this experience with all of you. I met Celeste a few years ago. I travelled quite a bit for work and often found myself in unfamiliar towns and cities. Such is the life of an advertising account manager I suppose. It was fun for the first several...
This is not a quickie, dear readers. It is a purposefully slow burning; a slow building story that takes place between two human beings – not two sex dolls throwing themselves at each other at the drop of a hat. This first section is only build-up, but I would hope that you enjoy the development of the characters and the situation, so as to find sensual plea...
It was a slow Wednesday night – Thursday morning at the generic little 24 hour roadside coffee shop just outside of Winslow, AZ. I was sitting in a back corner booth, my preferred spot when I'm on the road and working on another writing assignment while in a public place. With a deadline looming, I took advantage of any opportunity to jot some more words whe...
There was a distinct feeling of entering one world while leaving another when the heavy wooden doors of the cathedral closed behind her. The thick, stifling New Orleans heat could not penetrate this cool serenity as she deposited her offering with a gentle clinking of coins. Taking the taper in her hand... touching the tiny flame to a candle. Was there anyth...
Is there anything better than having the office to yourself on a Friday afternoon? Smiling contentedly, I turned up the radio on my desk and danced around a little to the lively beat. I mused over how lovely it was to be left alone with my work. "At this rate, I'll be done soon enough so that I can sneak out early, with no one the wiser," I thought to myself...
I'm so sorry about the wait, my computer got killed and it took AGES to fix! Ok people, I tried to make the last one longer, but it wasn't long enough for my tastes. Keep the comments coming though; I love to hear from you! Hopefully Ch.5 will be coming soon, quicker than this one, most likely... And there are some Latin names in this one, Infernus is one...
Amanda had come away for a weekend, one night in this city. She'd arranged to meet an old friend for a drink while she was here. On the train she wondered whether he would comment on the change in her appearance, whether she would still secretly think he was fit, and whether they'd have enough to talk about. Pushing these thoughts to the back of her mind she...
If you think you have a complicated life, you should really walk a mile in my shoes. A lot of people say that. I actually mean it. My name is Ramon Hamilton Costa. I was born in the City of Los Angeles, California. The son of a Spanish immigrant father and African-American mother. My father Ernesto Costa died shortly before my birth, leaving my mother Theres...
Pt. 2 (Starbucks) I glanced at my watch for what seemed the hundredth time. Was it the right day? Was I at the correct location? Why a Starbucks, of all places? Unable to keep my eagerness for the encounter in check I had arrived at the Starbucks earlier than instructed. Two cups of coffee later the jitters were beginning to set in. Other than my early arr...