Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
My dream was finally coming true, only now it seemed more like a nightmare. For years I labored trying to get a break in the theater. I worked dinner theater, summer stock in godforsaken places, small community theatres and even off-off-off Broadway. I eked out a living doing the usual waitressing and temp jobs. Sharing a rat-hole apartment in New York...
Fucking cheap assed binoculars; they were obviously distorting my view! That was the first thought I had last June, when my life as I knew it ended. I'm Daniel (Dan to my friends) Almond. I'm 5'10" 180 lbs. dark brown hair and, I've been told smoldering brown eyes. I work for one of those alphabetical government agencies, that protect your rights and fre...
1) I took the afternoon off work so I could catch a baseball game. The Jays were hosting the hated Yankees. I met my buddy Dave outside the stadium. The first pitch was thrown out by a local celebrity. He was a soccer player who played on the Canadian national team. He also played in the English Premiere League for Arsenal. He was probably the best Canadian...
Any and all characters mentioned in this story in a sexual context are aged eighteen years and over. ***** I'm sure every large family must have an Uncle Len. You know the one I mean. The one who isn't a close paternal or maternal relative. The one who is jokingly referred to as the second cousin of your mother's - cousin's - husband's - auntie's - father...
Had I seen the advert asking for cuckolds to share their misfortune a year ago I would have thought it inconceivable that I might be telling this to you now. I thought that then I had a good strong marriage. Some might say that it is still a good marriage, some might even claim that it has been enhanced but I cannot write off twenty-five years of fidelity wi...
***I don't suppose that you really NEED to, but if you don't follow my work, it might help to read "The Smoke-Girl & her Northern Ghost" for a bit of background on Gunnar. If it helps, this is set about 983AD. Louhi is the name of a powerful witch out of Finnish mythology, also known as the Mistress of the North. She is the inspiration for the protagonist'...
CHAPTER 4 The weeks went by. Paris had built a wide circle of friends, seeded by her Women's Auxiliary-sponsored address of course and also through the regular dinner invitations arising from locals becoming aware of her celebrity status. Now Hal was in a stable female relationship near neighbors were anxious to re-establish with him and Hal and Paris were...
By now I hope you've all realized I had this story finished. I'm sorry for the panic I caused. I should have phrased my earlier disclaimer a little differently, as in: This is my last completed story for a while. :) Surely you know me well enough by now to know that I'd never start posting something that's incomplete. Ah well. Here's the ending of Hayden an...
I am running. On the run. Again. My lungs are two loaves of agony in my heaving chest, screaming curses at me with every gasp of air. My legs pump me forward even though they are full of lead and liquefied packing peanuts. Faster, Val. My toes and the balls of my feet fight for purchase on the moss-covered, uneven ground. Run! My heart is pounding in...