Jack was looking at his father with daggers in his eyes. Lars stared back passively. Oh fuck. The air in the room was silent for a beat. "Dad, please don't hit on my girlfriend. You're a dirty old man." Jack laughed. Relief poured out of me and I laughed a little too loudly. "Alright, you two playing games has already held up breakfast." Lars said as he...
I frowned as I surveyed my life objectively. Like most people's in this era, it, quite frankly, sucked. I was lucky enough that my now-deceased boomer parents had bought a small - one-bedroom, 2 bathroom - house to live in after the nest was empty. That had passed to me, so at least I was sure I had a roof over my head, as opposed to most of the people in my...
Alan Connor is just a regular high school student, 1,80cm tall, fairly average in body proportions and looks. In school, he is above average, had a handful of friends, and is overall happy. He used to be a very quiet child, but ever since his puberty started, he became more social - and moody. He gets along well with his friends and most other people, howeve...
She actually had to fight the urge to call him Mr. Edwards, even now. His house wasn't anything like she had expected—his wife must have done all the decorating—everything matched, seemed to have its own place, and had a subtle but unmistakable Asian design influence. The Mr. Edwards she had known—hell, Cassie, call him Rick already, would you?—was scattered...
It was six o'clock on the dot and there was a knock at the door. Sybil answered the door and smiled sweetly at James. She was surprised that he knocked on the door, after all they lived here together for over three years, and it was not that long ago that he walked right in after a long day at work. None the less she welcomed him in, as he walked through the...
**I'm sorry the last chapter was so short. This one will be longer, and the following ones will likely be the same length as the first one.** ***** The next couple of days had passed without incident for Amelia. She had gone to her classes as usual, and hadn't felt anymore unseen fingers anywhere on her. She almost thought that it had just been a weird day...
Mike Reynolds groaned as the first rays of sunlight shone through his bedroom window and danced across his face. The drumline that was performing in his head kept a steady beat as his world came into focus. When his eyes had cleared enough, he looked up at his alarm clock and noted the time: 11:30 AM. “SHIT! I missed work today!” he bellowed as he rolled ou...
My name's Gina. I'm 24 and I live in Panama City Beach,FL. I work at a business office as a receptionist by day. But after work at night I am a homebody who likes to cook. On most nights, I can cook anything. I like going out to dinner as much as anyone, but nothing beats cooking your own meals. I would cook for family and friends, especially on special occa...
As Gabrielle opened one eye to greet the morning, she let out a slight moan, a sound to softly curse the bright sunshine falling across the bed, and to reprimand her husband for moving from their heavenly positions. Already she could feel his weight shift upon the bed and feel his arms slip out around her entwined body, a position they had snuggled up to lat...
Love Thy Neighbor is a series of stories about the ladies in my neighborhood. Watch for further neighborhood tales as they come up! Lori was your typical 24/7 Mom. Besides taking her two kids to school, She was the "taxi" driver for the soccer team. Other times it was a rush for piano lessons. Lori had no help from her husband Mike. He was a computer techni...