When I was in high school there was a girl one year behind me named Elaine. Her dad was the high school principal; we were all terrified of him. She was the middle child with an older and younger brother. Looking back, Elaine was cute. She was taller than average, probable five-seven or eight. With reddish brown naturally curly hair and big sea green eyes s...
Miles high over a hot sunny desert, hovers a hooded mysterious figure, closely watching the battle below between Soldiers hired by Undine Corp and the Islamic Republic . It is none other than Pyrin. The Grim Reaper. The Angel of Death. Her eyes skim the battlefield, looking for the souls of the soldiers who are dying down below. Then suddenly an explosion,...
Day two of the meetings started slowly, with an enormous breakfast buffet, just like the day before. Once again Molly drew the same breakfast duty. And once again, the resort staff handled everything so efficiently she mostly just observed from the rear of the meeting room. When things were pretty calm, I took my plate and stood with her, making small talk....
I first got this idea about reincarnation twelve months ago and have been exploring it since. The research that I am doing has lead to a new vibrator design that I am now inventing and will share the details with you. Concerning my invention, there is a patent pending; so don't get any thoughts. First, the reincarnation part. This occurred to me as I was h...
Note: Thanks to all the women who've provided me with such valuable feedback, following my earlier request. Please keep it up. It really helps to get the female perspective. Thanks guys too, for all your helpful comments. Ann's birthday celebrations had been so much fun for everyone, adults and teens alike. Her parents, Liz and Dom had done their very best...
The large, oval rimmed clock tick, tocked in endless perpetuity. Hanging high on the light grey wall of the office, it loomed like a spotlight over Jessicas desk. The secretary sat nervously at her desktop, as the relentless ticking marked the onward passing of time, though in paradox it felt as if time had stopped. The red headed Jessica had heard about th...
In Chapter one our heroine, Kate, a successful businesswoman turning 60, has asked herself a troubling question. Is she a slut? Thus began a series of chapters in which she describes to her husband Henry (her fourth husband) her life beginning with her late teen years and her sexual activities at each stage. The portion in italics in each story is her recoll...
So you don't have to figure it out yourselves I'll admit straight out that I, Tom Collins (my parents had a sense of humor), am a strange dude. Perhaps the strangest aspect of my life is that I'm a jack of all trades, master of almost none. For example: --I really got into Houdini-like magic such as getting out of handcuffs, straitjackets, underwater breat...
I was sitting at my desk when I heard the familiar tap tap on my cubical wall. Not having a door means you make do with whatever approximation you can. "Mark, I need you to go to Japan for me," my manager said. I looked up from my monitor. I had been engrossed in a riveting and fascinating technology brief (not!), and welcomed the interruption. Even so, th...
I remember trying to read an endless spreadsheet printout. The paper roll was draped over my office windows and ran out the door into the hall. All the office was a buzz, everyone talking about the 'Malaysia option'. Thank heaven Jackie woke me. "Wake up sleepyhead, it's time to get ready for the party. ' I rub my eyes, squinting at the bright lights. Oh ye...