She sauntered up the steps of her front porch, her long legs dropping down forever beneath he tiny mini skirt. Her high heels clacked on the wood decking of the porch. It was a gorgeous porch, connected to a gorgeous house built from scratch by her gorgeous husband Tom and his gorgeous father. It wasn't just a house it was a home. They had begun building it...
Another night, another club. Smoke tendrils in the lights of amps and spots; pitch black, shadows moving on shadows. I wrinkle my nose a little at the scent of piss in the stairwell, push through past the bulk of a sneering bouncer in a dark suit. There's a bar at this end of the room; within thirty seconds I have a drink pressed into my hands, numbingly col...
When she decided not to enter Rats apartment she took the stairs to the ground floor and left the building. Her mind was in a completely clouded state, it felt like she was intoxicated, when you feel separated from the rest of the world but somehow still available to function on a really basic level, trying to coordinate your moves in order not to fall. She...
The Judge II: Turning the Tables A month had passed since the "party" at which I provided the entertainment for Judge Santos and her friends. I began to feel a sense of relief. I had feared that the party was to be just the first in a series of demands placed on me. In reality, she had blackmailed me. There was no other word for it. Blackmailers usually ret...
It had been raining incessantly for months. Large dangerous puddles hid out of sight like fiendish hooded phantoms, eager to soak the unwary up to their knees. The persistent precipitation relented occasionally, but it always thundered back in sheets of big oily drops. The rueful inhabitants of Lawrence Cove mumbled and tried to look pleasant, but this wea...
[There is sex in this story. Love and betrayal too. Some loud, mouthy guys think they can push their way through life shoving the mild men out of their way. It isn't always true.] Editor's note: story contains violence. * Brian was one of those guys. You know the type. Raised to be a nice guy. Made it all the way through school without getting into a figh...
A shard of earthenware found in Leicester (Ratas in Roman Britain) has scratched upon it the words "VERUCUNDA ACTRESS . LUCIUS GLADIATOR". A love story in four words. I have tried to write the backstory to this inscription. "Lucius I really do love you." Veracunda said as they walked along a narrow alley on their way from the ampitheatreii to the inn where...
"Is this Liya?" "Yes? Who is this?" "My name is Aubrey Fosse, and I'm an artist. I was hoping..." "Oh my goodness! Mr. Fosse! You really called! What can I do for you, Sir?" "Well, thank you! I hear a compliment in there, somewhere." Aubrey smiled, faintly. Already he wasn't sure that this girl was going to work out. He was tired of people gushing about...
© 1997, 2006 I opened the door to see Stacy standing there with the popcorn; two huge bags that only one store in the entire city carried. We loved popcorn, and it would be far less time consuming and expensive to just buy pre-popped. Deidra followed her in the door. This was the one-year anniversary of Deidra's divorce. She didn't feel like she wanted to b...
4. Ben stared at the poster awestruck. He held the poster in his hand as he slowly walked down the street. Where was he, this man who could heal any wounds? He had to get to work; the newspaper archives might have some information on this man. He headed to the printing press. It was a few blocks away in the brick covered city. The sun was beginning to com...