I don't have any idea why I even started doing it, much less why I have continued. Maybe it has something to do with when I was a small child and we had Valentine's mailboxes and mine was always empty. It's not that I am not "a man's man" in every other sense of the words, really. I played football and still spar MMA to stay in shape. I don't think I even o...
Booker studied the painting with a critical eye. The colors were a mishmash of streaks and splatters, as if someone had tried to emulate Jesse Pollack. The effect was striking, if a bit off-putting. "Unexpected, yet appealing," a voice observed. Booker looked over. The man standing there was a few inches taller than him, a solid six feet high. He was youn...
[Scene 1] - The Meeting "Aeris works in the accounting field. She will be the one meeting with you. The Paris Exhibit, the art collection and exhibition you are interested in investing in, is a big investment for us too." Rick said, looking at a picture of his wife on his office desk. "Well, she works in accounting, will she know about the social impact of...
(This story is in two parts. The first has no sex. It is in Loving Wives because the story concerns an affair and a divorce and consequences - and because I love the feedback Loving Wives stories sometimes draw. I will explain why this story exists at the end. Odds are this part will bore you to death.) I was crushed. A man came to my office, asked if I was...
This ending picks up close to the end of the original story, after Jill finally confessed in Jake's office and he agrees reluctantly to move home. I recommend that anyone contemplating my modest offering read or re read the great "Law of the Heart" before proceeding. I'll preface story with an apology, I'm neither a lawyer nor an American, so there will no...
[The story so far: Thanks to an odd provision in a will, Nick begins remodeling a house with the gorgeous transsexual Lindsey, whom he finds increasingly attractive even after learning that she has the same thing between her legs that he does. In a hostile encounter with Lindsey's bigoted father, Nick is knocked silly and ends up kissing Lindsey while he's i...
Amanda chuckled quietly to herself as she watched the Malachite crawl up her outstretched leg. Four summers volunteering at the local live butterfly conservatory had yet to wear away the wonder she felt every time she stepped inside. The little greenhouse, a side exhibit in Brookside Gardens, got oppressively hot and crowded later in the summer; right now, n...
I think the first time I saw her, she was sitting in an airport gate, just in front of the gate I was going toward. I was randomly people watching, like people do in airports, and she was looking bored and disinterested, like people do at airports. I say I think it was the first time I saw her because when I saw her in the airport, I had the overwhelming sen...
The events related here took place in the late 1970's. I was living in the East Village section of Manhattan, having moved from my parents' house to be closer to school and farther from them. I had very little spending money, but it was always possible to find ways to entertain one's self that were cheap or free. One of my favorites was to take the subway to...
My son JJ's 4th grade class was going on a trip to the National Zoo in Washington D. C., and of course my wife Shirley had volunteered me to be one of the parent helpers. This is just what I wanted to do, spend a day with a bunch of loud, unruly 8 and 9 year olds. But duty calls, and sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. JJ and I got to the school early...