Well she was now 28 and had been living alone for over a year. It was Christmas Eve and she had gone to bed in a simple T-shirt. And was now sound asleep. She had long-since lost the magic of Christmas and there were few decorations around her apartment. A small synthetic Christmas tree with those fibre optic lights was about her only concession and tomorro...
This is my entry for the Christmas holiday contest. Hope you all enjoy it. * She was beside me, using one of the rowers in the gym. Her name is Jully and we've been friends since high school. It was only recently that we began working out together. Though it was December, she still had a remarkable tan. Her dark brown hair was tied in a ponytail. I still r...
Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 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. +++ It was late afternoon on Christ...
Under a warm woolen blanket, I awake in the magical workshop of none other than Mr. St. Nick. As I look upon the Christmas Village in the North Pole, I know as Mistress of all the Naughty Girls I have a full day ahead of me. Rudolf had brought a new shipment of Naughty Girls, and it is up to me to correct them before they are presented to Santa. If they don'...
This story was written in collaboration with Merlinslair, my husband, he wrote the group scene, still not there yet, lol. I want to thank him for all his help. * The divorce is final today, I just got the papers. Came Special Delivery, still can't figure out what is so special about it. Bob called to see how I was doing, it was Friday night and I was home...
Ava stretched up to string lights around the top of her flimsy, charley-brown Christmas tree. A man would be helpful at this moment, but that's wasn't in the cards this Christmas. She sighed as she took a step back and to look her little tree up and down -- not bad for having done it alone. As she sunk down into the couch, she felt -- intensely -- her single...
"Shhhh be quiet or he'll see us!" Maggie told her younger sister Sarah who had just turned eighteen-years-old. "I can't help it Maggie. I giggle when I am nervous. What if he finds out it was US?" She asked as her sister aimed the digital camera at the Dean of their college. "He won't, we are going to post this on the school bulletin board after he leaves...
Clutching the scrap of paper that had been handed to me last night and wondering what the hell I was doing here I tapped three hard short knocks on the door, lamenting to the shop bought Christmas wreath that 'yes it was that time of year again'. When approached last night I had been in a terrible mood, whether this was obvious or not I have no idea, presu...
Sleety rain had begun to fall as Jill and I ran to the restaurant entrance and dashed through the doors. I folded my umbrella and knocked the water from it before slotting it into the rack. Following Jill inside, the sudden noise of lighthearted chatter hit me along with the stuffy heat of the busy dining room. Most of the noise was coming from the crowded...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan December 2008 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. * * * * * The following are 15 fifty-word stories w...