Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
It was nice to finally meet everyone, in person. We'd all known one another for years, but time and distance had made it virtually impossible to actually meet other than through the internet, and the occasional 'web-cam' chats. "What the hell is that anyway?" Dawn asked curiously. I'd been working on an idea, finally taking it from off the drawing board an...
The atmosphere in the room was slightly tense and the conversation strained...not through any lack of social skills but quite the opposite, my sister, our female guest and myself being intimately acquainted to the extent that normal conversation seemed unworthy of the occasion. Since the occasion so far that memorable morning had entailed various combination...
THE PITCH A beeping signal blaring into her ears forced Lilith Lokisdotter to open her eyes, which blearily focused on some guy on TV delivering a middle of the night spiel. He wore a crimson three-piece suit over a black satin shirt and matching crimson tie, and sported a Van Dyke beard. His hair was slicked back and black as night. "Hi, there," he said....
There were three of them and two of us. My colleague Paul and I were at the Philadelphia Convention Center for a large industry gathering. Since Paul and I worked and lived locally, we hadn't booked a hotel room at the adjoining Marriott, unlike most of the other conventioneers, who had assembled from across the Mid-Atlantic. Paul was relatively new to our...
Betty Driver moved uncomfortably in her chair. She crossed and re-crossed her long nylon sheathed legs nervously. She couldn't believe what they were asking of her, and it was all because JPLTV had raised a record amount of cash in their national charity marathon. Jake Elway was the man behind JPLTV, and everything he did was aimed at getting one over on hi...
This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. * A man picks up a woman in a bar who turns out to be a vampire. * Because I live alone and, usually, am so sexually frustra...
Ah, minivans. Most of the time they're a pain in the ass. They're really not cool to have to drive, usually in the way in traffic, cutting you off or almost running you over in the supermarket parking lots and other than the grandparents and mom's that drive them, are hated by most. Me? I used to be one of those haters but now, they're a window into a secret...
Part III Chapter 16 ____________________________________ 'What is the difference between a dream and a nightmare?' Imogen turned the thought over in her mind, asking herself again if she would choose the nightmare - assuming she could step back in time and endure her latest conversation with Heisenberg once again. Why had he chosen to speak of her future...
I'd spent the last fortnight secretly (at least I hoped it was a secret) lusting after Sarah. Actually, who am I kidding. I'd spent about 15 years lusting after. The fact that I was lusting was completely understandable. Sarah was drop dead gorgeous, in a sultry, almost knowing, way. Flawless dark skin (especially after 14 days baking in the Mediterranean...