I'd been chatting with Elle online for over a year. We met in a chat room that I don't remember, When that got too busy, we went to an instant messenger service. Later, when we were bored one night, we moved our "relationship" to a game room to play some checkers. Elle was usually the loser, but she enjoyed playing anyway. We hit it off right away, and our...
I am a successful human resource consultant – recruiter to most people. I have worked and trained hard to get to my current position – senior recruiter for a major management only niche firm with seventeen other people. The boss and his wife have become good friends over the years and I enjoy working here. About six years ago I met and married my husband Wil...
As I lay here in my hospital bed, told that I have a terminal disease which will soon consume my body, I realize that time has finally caught up to me. How ironic that I, who chased time and lust for thousands of years, would now finally become the pawn of that ultimate thief, like any other mortal. But I get ahead of myself, and I need now to document wha...
Victor Strelsky at 26 had reached his dream of being drafted by the Pittsburgh Steelers. His dad had begun promoting his football abilities in the eighth grade. He had a gift. He found the ball and the ball found him. Victor sailed through high school into college on his athletic abilities. Turning pro was the natural step in Victor's career. There was just...
CHAPTER 3 On Thursday Gwen called publisher Guy Fennell to break off their adulterous relationship. "It's Gwen. Look would it be okay if we were to stop having our Friday you know what?" After a surprised pause Guy answered, "Probably not. What's come up?" "I have a housekeeper and she's so bright I feel she'd be on to me in a flash. She's already dollie...
Chapter 3 - Reality My phone rang at seven AM, jolting me out of my deep slumber. I fumbled to find it and groggily looked at the number, as the paralysis of sleep slowly ebbed from my bloodstream. It was him. Adrenaline rushed in, the way it does when you oversleep and realize you are late for an important meeting. I answered, "Good morning, Sir, did you...
When Imelda opened the door, her eyes and nose gave her a quick judgment that Suite 502 was a total loss. Dust mask in place, she went through the due diligence, muffling her gag reflex as long as she could. Even with the furniture partly salvageable, she'd recommend that the guests' security deposit be claimed at once. Could one night of sex, she wondered,...
The casual date was just a leisurely trip to Walmart. Nothing flashy, just holding hands and walking around, pointing out anything of interest and then stopping to examine said thing. It was nice to have someone holding her hand. Pearl had forgotten what that was like. Sometimes, when they weren't walking, Darren pulled her against him, which was different f...
There weren't many places to hide in Fort Pratt. A little town of thirty thousand out in the east Colorado prairie, Fort Pratt didn't have the teeming crowds you could lose yourself in. There weren't subways and buses you could use to disappear. There weren't any mazes of back allies where nobody looked. If you wanted to get away for a tryst, you went to t...
This is a different ending to the GeorgeAnderson story "February Sucks". I think there's already been five or six. Every time I got close to trying to submit this, another one was published. I saw one commenter say to let the story die. I hope that doesn't discourage someone else from trying. This is my first submission. This story intrigued me and bothere...