So here I am, sitting in a small dingy American pub on my own. I've been travelling around America for the past nine months and now I'm in Minnesota. This pub couldn't be more American if it tried, I should've given up when I'd seen the American flag hanging outside. But I was tired and thirsty and had another three miles to walk to my new hotel. "Another...
K-BAY 92.3 FM started sprinkling Christmas songs into their playlist in November, starting on Thanksgiving. For the first week or two thereafter, Nat King Cole, Bing Crosby, Burl Ives, and Gene Autry made casually rare appearances, surfacing between Huey Lewis and The News, Madonna and Depeche Mode. By the time The Big Holiday was actually at hand, airwaves...
He watched her from the shadows as she hurried across the street. Her six inch heels forced her tight little ass to tilt upward, causing the bottom of her buttocks to peek crudely from beneath her short plaid skirt. A well dressed, handsome man in his 40s held the door for her and she ducked inside and shook off the cold. She slowly peeled off her jacket as...
He had not heard from her in weeks. Not since New York and the ensuing phone call. It had actually been days but the time passed like mud through and hour glass between contacts. The silence was deafening. He could not know if she decided it was over or if she wanted more. He wanted to call her every day, but had resigned himself to this safer way of stayin...
Chapter 2 Coming around? I awoke to see Ms. Kindle sitting at the kitchen table, eating a cold slice of pizza and drinking water from one of the bottles I'd picked up the night before. Needing to take a leak, I put my sneakers on, and walked out to the rear of the barn where I emptied my bladder. When I got back inside, I found that my sleeping bag had bee...
"I hope you have a good day, Marissa," my husband kissed me lovingly on the cheek but it didn't faze me. I had a lot of work to get done that day and my husband's kiss wasn't on the agenda. "Thanks. You have a good day, too!" My fake realtor voice was already in place and he grimaced at the sound of it. I knew he hated my fake voice and the fake persona tha...
Ivy's hand moved to trace the outline of the bulge in Mike's slacks. She seemed to have forgotten the bodies only a few feet away, which had not yet completely stopped moving. All that violence had left her very excited, he could smell it. Mike's eyes drifted down to her breasts, nipples hard like ripe raspberries inside the sheer blouse. She never was one f...
Head spinning, I stumbled into an alleyway and landed behind a nearby dumpster. I'd had a few drinks, and some ecstasy. I'd told my friends that I'd had enough for the night, called a cab, but once I was out of eyeshot, zipped back towards an infamous gay club id been dreaming about ever since I'd heard rumours about exactly what goes on inside. Like a fly...
Last night I was at my favorite Italian Restaurant enjoying a night out alone. The waiter showed me to my table. As I sat down and prepared to look over the menu I noticed that another waiter was walking with the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. She was a light skinned, thick gorgeous woman. Her hair was thick and curly and her smile was enough...
Chapter 34 – Return of the runaway lover: Steph The weather was ideal for a spring Saturday morning, sunny and chilly with the promise of warm temperatures as the day progressed. The weekend looked fabulous from a weather point of view. Jim returned from his run. No one else in the house seemed to be up when he left and a glance around inside on his return...