Business travel had deposited me in Atlanta for the weekend, halfway between a trip that started in New York and would end next week in Chicago, then back home to San Francisco. I am one of those hurried travelers you see in the airport, the kind of person who knows her frequent flyer number by heart, the kind always pulling out her mobile and taking calls w...
Hi! So Helplessness Blues is my first attempt to write anything like this. I actually am working on a much longer story, but I sort of dreamed this up in the last few days. Admittedly, it's a bit fluffy with fairly one-dimensional characters. The story actually did start as a rather unpleasant dream I had recently, although I think it ended well. I don't re...
Friday morning. Happy birthday. Nothing like being eighteen. Again. After slowly waking up to the third round of the snooze button's blaring of the morning show, I decided that I didn't feel any different than the day before. No miraculous reversion to my former condition. I was going to have to face this damnable coming of age ceremony head on. The first...
This story is dedicated to every woman who bears the burden of a dark secret from her past Part I – History Chapter 1 About two hours from home, I stretched in the leather seat. I could see that my wife was reading a book. In the back seat, my young daughter was watching her DVD—or maybe she was sleeping. Her head was down so I couldn't be sure. As I dro...
I woke up for breakfast and ate French toast that Miller made us. I had a few minutes to determine everything he knew, and it was just as bad as I had worried. While he knew there would be nudity in the play, he didn't know I would be appearing naked until Chuck brought home the add in his pervert flyer. Worse yet, Miller had already bought tickets for the s...
At Stella's arrival the infamous nervous twitch overtook her secretaries left eye. His peach eyelid snapped and contorted, making a mockery of his boyish face. His rapid typing ceased, and fumbling out of his chair, he picked up a pile of pink slips and feverishly began shuffling through them as he _ raced in front of Stella, his eye twitching and face blush...
[sequel to "Just Friends"] It only took the span of one weekend to become lovers, and, considering it had taken us years to admit to any sexual attraction, I considered that fairly impressive. It is, right? It was like there he was, sitting on the sofa, just a friend. And then, within hours, he was naked in my shower and I had his essence deep inside of me...
It was a whole week before we formally met Jennifer and her husband Dave. We were invited to a neighborhood beer and bar-b-q party. We met a number of neighbors, in addition to Dave and Jennifer, and had a great time. At one point Dave pulled me aside to thank us for spicing up his love life. Evidently, Jennifer was pretty turned on by seeing Lynne and I f...
I. Enter Frank Frank rang the doorbell around 8 p.m. I wasn't expecting him, thought he'd be out for the night with Amy. It turned out that Amy had left for cheering camp earlier that day and that he had never bothered to mention that plan to me. Which was typical. He had 2 six-packs of cold beer and some weed. I had an extra pair of trunks that fit him, e...
Be forewarned, this is not a stroke story. In fact there's only one brief kiss. Thanks for taking the time to read this. I hope you enjoy. * I knew what was coming when I got called into the owner's office that afternoon. I had been working at the small job shop as a machinist for 3 years and I knew business was slowing down. In fact, I had already started...