Janet Tillman ("Tiller" to her friends) sat quietly in the shotgun seat of Engine 69, her red captain's helmet propped back from her sweat and soot-stained brow. GOD I need a shower, she thought as she stared out the door's window at the new Hooter's restaurant that had opened a month ago. A sagging, tattered banner stretched between two light poles in the...
Will lived in a small flat conversion in the loft above his parents' garage. It gave him perfect independence but he could walk a few paces to the family home for a meal if he wished. From his loft window he could see in to the back garden of his neighbor, Mrs. Willoughby. She had been Will's teacher when he was eleven, he had a crush on her then and it had...
It had been an unusually long day in Court, and for just that reason, the deputy had opened most of the windows. That allowed some breeze to pass through the stuffy room, with its tall oak-lined walls and majestic carved ceiling. But the sticky summer air still hung in the room, so much so that the judge had actually ordered counsel to remove their jackets a...
Janet Tillman ("Tiller" to her friends) sat quietly in the shotgun seat of Engine 69, her red captain's New Yorker propped back from her sweat and soot-stained brow. GOD I need a shower, she thought as she stared out the door's window at the new Hooter's restaurant that had opened a month ago. A sagging, tattered banner stretched between two light poles in t...
It had been 4 weeks after our first sex. When I woke up the next morning, Lisa had already gotten up and went to work. I didn't have the chance to give her the first morning kiss as lovers. Lovers, I had thought. But it didn't turn out that we were lovers after that night. I have to give it up to Lisa. She made everything looked so normal like usual and in...
Growing up in our neighborhood there was always a beehive of activity. Almost the entire block had houses with families of 6 or more children. We all played together in massive games of whiffle ball, football, kickball and games large team games of hide and go seek. One of my friends had an older sister 4 years my elder so I had known her as far back as I co...
I chose to tell this tale is because it has holds a special place in my heart. There is just something special about a female who is no longer a girl but not yet a woman. She was at that glorious stage of life where she didn't know a thing about life but thought she knew it all. Patricia was perfect; if she hadn't been I wouldn't have come to her. Patricia...
I don't know what you call it where you live but in my country someone who steals women's underwear off a clothes line is call a snow-dropper. I have no idea why it is called snow-dropping but a little research shows it to be an old British slang word for a linen thief that originated around 1810. My story began when I was a teen boy in the early 1980's whe...
It was only at 5pm the next day that Sandy began to panic. She was quite impressed with her own self control! Unfortunately, that didn't help her much now, so many questions. What if he came, what if he didn't? What time would he get there, where would they go, what should she wear? Logically, she reasoned, dinner wouldn't be until at least 7pm right? Mayb...
At twenty-five, I hadn't made love in many weird places that night I went into the local Goodwill looking for some fall clothes. It was forty-five minutes to closing on a Sunday night. The store had emptied except for a few shoppers milling about. My heart kicked up a beat when I rounded the corner toward the dress shirts and saw her standing there flipping...