There were only two couples left in the restaurant. I bussed a nearby table for Matt, whom I'd sent home sick earlier, and listened to the sultry banter of the younger couple. The older couple was almost done, I'd checked on them a few minutes prior. The young couple (newlyweds perhaps?) were too busy staring at each other than to do much justice to the cour...
One of my favorite writers in Ohio. His stories are rife with complex characters placed in complex situations. I read the story "House of cards" Which is a story I encourage others to read. What struck me and why I am writing this little flask point, is that so often writers have friends involved on the periphery, but these are friends who never seem to cont...
November 13, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up librarian, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not in private. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina navigates the Dewey Decimal System as deftly as she neg...
Kris, a friend of Gail, my daughter, had got married a couple of months ago. Up until the wedding she'd shared a unit with Gail, the rent for which was heavily subsidised by yours truly. Not that I minded. I could afford it and the company was good for Gail and I liked Kris. Another friend was now sharing the unit and my contribution was somewhat less as the...
A polar vortex is nature's wild abandonment to prevail against the vex of restraint gone pale. Born in liberation of amative fruition, the garden of its cosmic delights once knew only the perpetual storm of probing discovery. Opened wide to untamed transitions, the impetus to renew and strengthen it power once grew with life's every hour. While its wintry...
This is the second chapter in the Empowered series. I hope you all enjoy it and give me your valuable opinions and comments. Also all the votes are appreciated. I thank hydratez and Natalie for helping me with the editing of this chapter. All characters in this story are above 18. All rights reserved. ---------------------------------------- Nick came o...
Chapter 7 2013 continued Don arrived back at his Cape home about four o'clock on Friday. The first summer session had ended and he had a week's holiday before the second session started for the four intense summer courses he was teaching. Anna, Abby, and I sat on our porch talking about a script that Anna had read that brought her to an important crossroa...
I'd broken the golden rule again. It was becoming a tiresome habit. Chandler's boy, Phillip Marlowe, may not be real, but he never broke it. He never did divorce work. The end of a romance is, frankly, the lowest human beings can get before they completely loose it. Even when it concerns basically good people; divorce can bring out the bad in anyone. That's...
"You're nothing. Nothing, especially compared to me." Her name was Taeler Hendrix, and I hated her. She stood at five foot seven, but one could be forgiven for thinking she was over six feet tall. The woman had a charisma like no other woman I had ever seen in my life, which drew everyone, including me, to her. Her attire was one of the most sensual things I...
I met him after work at our usual hangout for our semi-regular Thursday night drinks. This was the night his wife worked late, and my boyfriend was at the gym. He was already seated at a tall table near the bar, a half-full pint glass of dark beer in front of him. Another full glass of pale amber something sat on its own cardboard coaster. I pulled off my c...