I arrived in Florida, late in the afternoon. I found a nice place to stay for the night on the south side of Miami. It was a chance for me to get a night's sleep after the two and a half day trip down from up north. It was also a place for me to start reverting back into a military mindset so that I could report in the morning to my base. The motel was one...
I can still remember the first time I set eyes on Sandra. I was a scruffy young man of twenty. She was a very sexy girl of 22. She came up to me as I was trying to kick start my somewhat temperamental Norton 750 Commando motorcycle. She said something about liking bikes. That was all I needed to hear. A hot looking brunette with big brown eyes in a pair of t...
We won. I kicked the last goal, after taking a screamer in the pocket. The hush around the ground was frightening as I lined up and ran in. With my heart in my mouth I kicked as the final siren sounded. From four points down we won by two points. There was pandemonium, the grand stands erupted and I was so relieved. I bent, hands on my knees, to gather bre...
The death of a baby may not be the most intense grief a human can experience. Having not experienced every sort of grief, I couldn't say. I will assert however that it may be the sharpest, the most three-dimensional, the furthest distance to fall. From inexplicable joy, the transformative bliss and complete joyful shift that is pregnancy and birth, to the co...
I remembered how I had hated him, he was a pig, but now I regretted it. He wasn't a pig. He never was. I always blamed him of being a pig. The first time we met was when I was eight, he was ten. I had been bullied - I never used to have any friends, not now, not then - and was crying in the woods outside my village. Lex was hunting - I didn't know then, but...
The average adult male thinks about sex thirty-two times in the space of a minute. Thirty-two separate engagements of separate thoughts, thirty-two distinct declarations of "I wish . . .", "I'd like to . . ." and the very frequent stream-of-consciousness interruption of a simple "Damn!" Long, low mental whistles and cerebral catcalls that never make it past...
A kid I used to be rivals with who we'll call M needed a date to the prom and he challenged me to a game of basketball. He stated that if I am to lose I would have to be his date and if I win he'll be mine I had laughed at M thinking it was just a joke and agreed o his conditions. When we got to the court M went crazy, I had never played in conditions this h...
"So how was my dear husband, this time?" I asked my best friend Irena. "Fucking great!" she answered. "In every sense! How did you enjoy my husband?" "Bloody marvellous!" I said. "As always, of course." I'm Nisha and Irena is my best friend. We make quite a contrast. I am a typical Indian girl (though I was born in England and my parents were born in Ugan...
There are certain times, certain moods... an appetite that has to be satisfied. In that mood, I don't care what's expected, what's acceptable. I feel everything; the right words can be like a touch, skin... against my skin... irresistible. I can get completely swept up in the moment and wherever it leads; each pleasure leading to the next, no expectations, n...
Marion sat up right on the bus seat watching out the window. Her hands were folded neatly on top of her purse and overnight bag on her lap. Her knees and ankles were primly together. She watched the lawns and businesses go by out the window. It was a beautiful fall day and the gold and brown leaves looked wonderful against the still green grass. It was warm...