Victoria acababa de terminar de calificar el último de sus ensayos cuando sonó el timbre. Ella miró el reloj; era más tarde de lo que normalmente recibía visitas. Curiosa, se acercó a la puerta y la abrió para encontrar al Sr. Thompson, el director de la escuela secundaria local, de pie en su puerta. "Sr. Thompson, qué sorpresa", dijo Victoria, hac...
(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Joanne Abadila was at a loss. It was not the **** of her estranged parents that got to her. Joanne's parents where a very traditional, conservative family. They had very strict, scheduled to the letter life-plan in mind for her since the day she was born. She was meant to go to the same law schools, ha...
It was a summer of firsts for me the year I went to South America. I was delighted with Peru from the moment the plane first touched down, and every new experience had me fall more and more in love with the sites, the culture and the people. I found the streets of Lima to be charming, with it's beautiful old buildings, like the 16th Century cathedral, rich...
It was glorious, Jane and I got married at the aptly named Heaven's Gate in China. It was an intimate affair, with close family attending. The sun shone bright that day, at the top of those 999 steps. It was a fairy tale. Jane looked beautiful, she glowed as we were to be married. I was happy down to my very soul. She was a shimmering vision in white, as the...
Author's Note: This is my seventh semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as "Stormy Weather, "Foggy Mountain...
Author's Note: This is my story, I wrote it, stealing is lame. If you don't like it, don't read it. Feel free to comment with any errors you find, I will feel free to delete them and call you an asshole out loud. Thanks for any votes, feedback, or favorites; Hope you enjoy: * It was coffee time. Early morning coffee time. Cold early morning coffee time. I...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
The following was an actual conversation I had with a former girlfriend. The names have been changed for obvious reasons. 11-17-2008 ANDREW: 2:05 Just an afternoon reminder that I love you... ERIN: 2:07 I love you to, Babe! Kissez ANDREW: 2:09 You know, "kisses" sounds amost like "caresses", that's why they go together so well ANDREW: 2:10 BSWK (Big Sl...
2:47 pm - Baby, I'm so horny right now I can barely stand it... 3:05 pm - Are you? This sounds fun. 3:06 pm - Don't make it worse! I can't wait for tonight if you tease me. It's already unbearable. 3:08 pm - Didn't say I was gonna make it worse... at least without making sure it was fixed in the end. 3:08 pm - As I said! I'm miserable already. 3:17 pm...
For much of this year, I was trading some rather interesting IMs with a friend halfway around the world. Because of the time difference, we are rarely ever on IM at the same time, so most of our interactions end up being via offline messages (i.e., when I am offline, she sends an IM to me which I then see when I sign on later, and vice versa). These have bec...