Many have asked for Carol's side of the story. You will understand this story much better if you first read 'Thoughts'. Thank you to Estragon who always makes my stories a much better read. **** My name is Carol Beal. I read the story that my deceased husband wrote and would like to straighten out a few facts, or at least give a different opinion. First o...
Mason had played Santa the last several years at the office's Christmas party and he was usually blessed with also having a few of the very sexy and single secretaries playing his little elves. This year he would once again be donning the red outfit trimmed in fir and the white wig and beard, those shiny blacks boots and the suit coat that had extra padding...
For readers with no interest in the noble game of cricket the 'twelfth man' is akin to a first reserve. In certain circumstances he can substitute for a team mate. He's more likely to be the team 'gofer', delivering replacement equipment to a batsman or carrying out the tray of drinks on a hot day. In our local team he is usually an older player who has se...
It was early in the evening, and he was dressed in his robe and sitting in his armchair reading quietly. Absorbed as he was in his book, he didn't immediately notice his wife standing patiently in front of him. After respectfully waiting an appropriate time, she quietly cleared her throat to get his attention. He looked up and noticed her there. "Did you n...
"Hello darling'," Clay held the telephone receiver to his ear as he imitated Conway Twitty's voice singing the first two words of a song to which he and Rebecca frequently danced. "Hi Clay," Rebecca tried valiantly to infuse some humor into her voice. "Are you learning a lot?" "I plan on doing that tomorrow." "I miss you." Rebecca squeezed her mother's han...
Teale is a tall woman. She had large hips and broad hips. I have a type. I was attracted to her the first day I met her, passing my health insurance card through the small window. She is younger than I am. She had short cropped hair, almost a crew-cut, and a piercing through her upper lip. She was so removed from the sort of women I have a chance with, that...
Ahmed is a bald pot bellied hairy man, standing 5'6" tall in his fifties with a mustache and a long beak nose of Turkish decent. He spoke to his wife Kara, a tall woman around 5'10" who was in her late forties, with a thin Manish body with small breasts and a hard thin face with the same nose features like her husband, she was of Arab decent. Ahmed turned fr...
This is a flash story. It's a one off and everything you need to know is in it. ***** Larry's final gift to his wife People are very different. As I am in my 6th decade (Holy Shit Batman! How the fuck did that happen?) Other boomers and I have begun to deal with mortality issues. (For now forget about Viet Nam and that draft. If you weren't affected by it...
Grandmother was dead. It was about time. Elena felt horrible for thinking it, but she knew she wasn't the only one to feel a sense of relief at finally being out from under the old woman's tyranny. No one had been safe from Grandmother's bitter tongue or judgments, not even the niece whom she claimed to be her favorite. The family often said, when Grandmot...
"Just a dream," I said as I awoke for the 5th time that Wednesday night. I'd been having this dream for days and I really don't know what it is I'm to do about it. I'm 21 years old, just turned so in August, be that as it may I'm not as mature as my age expects of me. I still watch cartoons; I love candy, comb my hair in pig tails and sing along to boy band...