"Son, you're being unreasonable." From across the room where he stood next to the small mahogany bar in his father's office, Damon Moore let out a bracing breath and began making himself a drink with steady, practiced ease. It was only about four in the afternoon, but the sun was nearly set so he splashed in half a finger more than his usual; it was going t...
"So John you have to decide where you want to go and live." You father tells you but you aren't listening you're staring into space thinking about what has happened in the last few months. Six months ago you were all happy you lived with your mother and father everything was great until your father had an affair with another woman, someone he worke...
Patricia was thirty-three-years-old and the mother of four kids. Pat had been married at eighteen before the introduction of the pill and H.I.V. Her husband didn't like condoms and was supposed to pull out but often ended up by cumming in her. She popped out a kid-a-year the first four years they were married. Pat worked full time as a tele-type-setter for...
Part 1: There is only one truth about time in prison. Interrogation, and waiting The walls of my cell are comprised of a total of 22 stones. No one stone is the same height or width. The Tapalanie prison is inefficiently built, painfully built. Who would be able to live with themselves for erecting a prison? Slaves - only a slave would dig their own grave....
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * "I Can't Stop Loving You," Ch. 02 A devoted husband, 68-year-old Walter, an older man, found love again with 39-year-old Susan, a much younger woman after his beloved Mary died. Continued from Chapter 01: Seemingly, not interested in meeting someone new, he didn't see her sometimes looking over at...
Note to reader: This story follows the fortunes of Roya Ismailov, whose father Hossein Ismailov, is the absolute dictator of the Republic of Azerbaijan. Roya is his eldest and most feared daughter with an appetite for violence and sex. She's a businesswoman, criminal, fashion model, singer and holds the office for oil and gas within the government. She holds...
It was Jan who heard it first. We were sitting outside my father's store, the three of us, just sitting and nursing our sodas. Jan had a cola, and Sally a root beer, and I was rolling the taste of orange over my tongue. The liquid was fizzy and cold, which was good because this was summer and the air was hot. And there we were, the three of us, eighteen an...
The Mass for Ash Wednesday was all but over. Kathy has a small cross of ash on her forehead. Lent is really underway. She still is not decided about her offering for the Lenten season. Kathy is a pretty good Catholic and has always been good at following the dictates of her religion including abstaining from meat on Ash Wednesday and then the Fridays of Lent...
Chapter 05: Tragic news and a new beginning It took a while for Eleanor and Roger to work out an acceptable relationship once they had started to have sex together. Eleanor had warned Roger that she valued her independence and wasn't ready for a permanent address. Roger had sworn his love for her and told her that whatever happened, he would be faithful to...
"Ouch!" Little Bell licked the torn skin on her knuckle and frowned when she tasted the blood. The tin soldier's ambush had been a success. She glared at her baby brother. "You play fair," she told him in a stern voice, "or by yourself." The boy only giggled at her, undoubtedly relishing his victory. Bell's hands balled into fists. If her father hadn't ma...