He puts his best jeans on tonight. His black boots are polished, laced up nice and tight. Frankie's hair is slicked like back in seventy-five; come on baby, let's drive... His fingers caress the cold curves and raise dusty stripes on the sleek black skin of his oldest friend. "Summertime baby, summertime... Let's get your top down." "You talking to me or...
This a true story. The names have been changed, but everything depicted here actually happened one night to me and my fiancée. * Katie stormed out of the apartment. I climbed into the shower and turned the calcium crusted hot water knob. The ancient pipes moaned bloody agony, then sprayed out onto me a coating of ice water. Annoyed, I quickly decided that...
A circling hawk, silhouetted against the cloudless blue sky, screamed keee keee keee. Jamie hauled luggage and a pair of mountain bikes from the back of the van. He was content not to be part of the conversation between his girlfriend, Lene, and her father because he was too distracted, trying to pin a name on an elusive feeling that bothered him. Was it dé...
Scott Collins was your typical Spring Valley teenager. 5'9" with short sandy brown hair, the 18 year old had graduated last month in the middle of his high school class. Co-captain of the swim team, his record had been enough to get him a partial scholarship to State in the fall. With only part of his education costs taken care of, a summer job was a must,...
Being alone in the house was not to my liking. Sleeping alone, eating alone and waiting for the phone to ring were my only reasons for being there. The rest of the time I found other places to go. While alone I had too much time to think. While walking or driving around I could concentrate on seeing new things and not have to think about what I had gotten my...
This is the first in a series of six stories about the 'wanderings' of Lee Stephenson. Newly divorced, he has quit his job and is traveling around his home province of British Columbia, looking for a new life. You never know who you'll meet when you're on the road. This collection was previously posted on another site in 2010. I will put them up for posting...
CHAPTER 11 Being the only child in a home with paths and a long driveway it was natural that Reece had spent a lot of time on his tricycle with trainer wheels and then graduating into riding without those outriggers and then into 'a real bicycle!' as he called in when getting his first two-wheeler. For his fourteenth birthday Reece received a racing cycle;...
You may want to read Part 1 to understand the whole story. Could be posted in different catagories. I chose romance for this part. Thanks again to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my story a much better read. Part 2, Chapter 3 Molly's story: I came from a home of strict parenting but was well loved. I have two brothers who are five and seve...
"Oh, that's OK, don't worry about it, thanks for calling and letting me know. Sure, Tuesday at one fifteen works, I'll see you then. Bye now." "Alright, sweetie, my last appointment just cancelled, time to crack that merlot!" Lena was already one step ahead, as usual. Out behind the salon on the makeshift patio, she already had two glasses poured as she wa...
“Why don’t the bastards make a move?” Dave asked, growing more restless than nervous. “I think they’re trying to figure out the best way to come at us.” Brittany stated. “Maybe they aren’t quite sure of how to go about it.” “Get the flare gun ready with a light flare.” She added. “We may want to shed a little light on their position.” Not hesitating for a...