'My daughter has a crush on you,' the large lady who sat opposite Matthew told him. 'That is why her work has not been so good as usual.' 'I had wondered,' Matthew said. Matthew was a history teacher at a girl's school. He was thirty one, single and presently unattached, and he was handsome. He was the favourite teacher among the girls in the sixth form an...
She couldn't sleep. A glass of wine, a cool shower, and a walk in the warm evening air - all these things had soothed her for a while, but her stomach was still tight with what felt like anticipation. Lying in bed, she could feel the blood pulse in her veins, the touch of her skin against the warm sheets, and the heavy air that slipped between her lips, into...
Author's note: this didn't happen. I wish it had. My thanks to my editor. ***** Hmm... that must be them. The younger man was tall and slim, longish brown hair and beard. His comrade looked in his fifties, short, balding, greying, but with an engaging smile, even when dealing with security at Sherematyevo. His look came with the self-confidence of a man...
Beautiful view, he said to himself. He drove over the causeway onto Marco Island, looking around the curves of the southern Florida location that was a winter home for millionaires. He was one of them now, but he didn't feel like he was. The sun shone and the breeze off the Gulf of Mexico cooled his face as he drove his convertible. He thought about the 80...
The day had been cold and lonely. One of those clichéd days; dark, rainy and altogether boring. You spent a few hours on the computer, surfing the net for porn. Found a little, but not enough to get your rocks off. Even the drooling fools who wanted to cyber with you weren't that interesting. Somehow, even with all the blasé entertainment during the day, you...
That particular Monday started out nicely enough for restaurant owner and businesswoman Yvette Pierre. Rising at seven o'clock in the Vanier townhouse she owned, Yvette showered and got dressed, then went to open her restaurant, Yvette's Spot. Braving the Ontario winter was no joke, but the strong lady had a business to run. By ten o'clock the tireless Haiti...
Woo woo woo ... Jenny groaned as she caught sight of the flashing blue lights in her rearview mirror. The motorcycle cop gestured, his meaning unmistakable -- YOU, pull over! "Damn, that is the last thing I needed first thing this morning," she muttered, turning on her blinker to signal her intention to pull over to the shoulder of the road. She rolled he...
There was a distinct feeling of entering one world while leaving another when the heavy wooden doors of the cathedral closed behind her. The thick, stifling New Orleans heat could not penetrate this cool serenity as she deposited her offering with a gentle clinking of coins. Taking the taper in her hand... touching the tiny flame to a candle. Was there anyth...
Being in a band certainly has its trials and tribulations but so far all I've reaped are the rewards. My name's Jason Macquarie and I currently provide the voice and the guitar for The Savoy Swing Katz. Based in Perth, the capital city of Western Australia, we mainly play weekend gigs at some of the more groovy joints around town. The band is completed by...
The holidays are almost over much to our delight. It has been a long and exhausting few weeks. But at last it's New Year's Eve. The end of the holiday season for now. With all of the running around and holiday preparations we have done we have had much time for us, so we decide to stay home and have a nice quiet peaceful evening. I'm just about to leave wor...