Damien Martin had just about had enough of Cassidy Lassiter and her "honey-do" lists of late, so when she told him that she left a list of them on the fridge again, he groaned, ignored them, and poured himself a cold beer this particular Saturday. He was not going to do a thing about them. He had done far too many on his Saturdays of late, and he was fucking...
It was only four words, but to the recipient of the message it was as poignant and powerful as if it had been four thousand. Connie's marriage was just two weeks away, but the world didn't stop turning, William still woke with morning wood, and he still longed for the classy lady who aroused emotions in him he didn't know he had. He was consumed with her; h...
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My friend Miguel told me about the Happy Ending Clinic. We work together and one day he looked so relaxed, and at peace - really contented. I was curious, was he taking drugs? This was not the Miguel I knew. He was normally, shy and reticent and scared easily. He would often get teased by the bullies at work who called him a homosexual because he didn't see...
It was a crisp, autumn Thursday and 18 year old Candace Foster sighed as she entered her home and trudged through the through the living room. Her mother, Doris, was in the kitchen making dinner. Doris said hi to her daughter but Candace had a rotten day at school and didn't feel like talking to anyone. She stopped at the base of the stairs to acknowledge he...
(Making a new friend.) Everything seemed to feel normal lately. I didn't find myself comparing things to my old life as much and discovered that I could still enjoy stuff even though I was a girl now. It had been almost a week since I slept over at Andy's and it was turning out to be another dull day at work. About halfway through my shift, the supervisor c...
Ryan, a tall 25 year old blond with icy blue eyes, greeted his friends absently as he took a seat around the crowded outdoor table. Marco's had the best coffee on campus, and graduate students in particular, kept the place packed from opening til closing. At the moment the lunch crowd had overflowed into the quad, filling the nearby tables and benches and fa...
On Saturday morning, everything in Anna's world was blue except the sky, which for the first time in two weeks was overcast and grey. He went through the motions of trying to enjoy all the established morning routines whilst trying to forget that tomorrow he was heading back to reality. Silence hung like limp wet blankets on a clothesline as Fiona tightened...
I was finally settled into my room at the Marriott. The flight was typical, the hotel a hotel. I still wasn't sure if the following week would be of any value. I wrestled with how I could better have argued my case not to attend this conference as I settled onto the bed and opened the paperback I had purchased while waiting for my flight. I probably wouldn't...
Ask any teacher what the worst day is, and surprisingly few will remember the first day of work. The rumble in their tummy as they stand before a blackboard for the very first time, alone and without a supervisor seems to fade for them. It has never faded away for me, and I recall it vividly. In my case it was even worse than average. I had come back to my...