CHAPTER 3: HOUSE CALLS Megan awoke the next morning to the sound of the ring tone on her cell phone. She rolled over, saw it was 8:45 a.m. Her mom was calling for a video call. Groggy, she sat up in bed and answered the phone, her mom smiling back at her. "Good morning honey," her mom said, smiling. "Sorry to call so early. I figured you wanted to sleep i...
I would have done just about anything for Olivia. I did owe it to her, after all. She helped turn my life around and get me into a much better place. This one favor didn't seem different from any others... at first. I should back track a little. My name's Aurora. I grew up in an upper-middle class suburban neighborhood in Virginia. I went to private Catholi...
CHAPTER 5: THE STUDENT BECOMES THE TEACHER Wednesday When Mick and Harry came downstairs on Wednesday morning, they found Megan laying on the couch, her little yellow dress and heels on the floor next to her. She was covered in a blanket and sound asleep. They didn't know what time Pierce had brought her back but it was well into the wee hours of the morn...
The audience drops into a continuing story written in first person POV (mostly). The following based on a true story. Given enough time, any question that occurs to the reader shall be answered, eventually. * I woke the next day, showered, put on a comfortable chemise, a microfiber and nylon blend thong and open toed sandals, made some coffee and sat down...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. I would like to thank all the readers who favored or kindly reviewed my first outing and particularly rnebular for encouraging me to write again. In no small part, this story is for you all. Since it has a science-fiction setting, it obviously won't have any autobiographic musings or settings, but I did try to keep t...
Notes from the author: Hello again everyone. For this story, I will return to a contemporary setting; I hope you enjoy this office romance and wish you both a pleasant and exciting read. * 1. The Cancelled Game "Louis, que paso?" Upon hearing that lament, Louis-Charles Leclerc swiveled on his chair, away from his Excel spreadsheet and now facing the brood...
"Well, the guestroom's ready!" I told my wife with mixed feelings. I saw her smile wanly through the screen on my phone. At any other time, it would've seemed silly to be videochatting with someone who was in the same house at the same time, but my poor wife's pretty immobile these days. She let out an exhausted 'Yaaaaay' as I flipped the camera from the...
Paul soaked in the moment as he took to his makeshift stage to announce the contest. He had been planning this party for months. His annual Halloween parties had become legendary in certain circles in Los Angeles, spoken about in hushed whispers over stiff drinks. Halloween was Paul's favorite holiday because it gave license for typically reserved people to...
This is a resubmittal of my first three stories, 'The Unsuccessful Voyeur', 'The Red-haired Student' and 'Busted!' edited into one. When I first started out, I was unsure of my plans for this story, but it grew and grew as my creativity was let loose. I realized I wanted to expand on this and make a series, and so I decided to edit the title and combine the...
THE MORNING AFTER (SATURDAY) The rest of the night had come and gone, and the sun was rising high above the sleepy city. Its rays were still too low to reach the bedroom window of Erin's apartment, but there was just enough illumination for one to make out what was transpiring. Erin sat between his legs. Her knees were bent, and she rested one of her small...