She lay back into the chair as she could hear the door opening and closing behind her. His soft foot prints push against the floorboards making them groan slightly The atmosphere in the room was dark and mysterious. The wind howled outside and from an open window flew a breeze chilling her. Or was it the person coming up behind her, she felt unusual. Was it...
I still remember how excited I got when I first saw Victoria. It was the third lecture of the semester; I was in a desk near the entrance of one of the smaller lecture theatres. She came in about halfway through the presentation looking a little frazzled. She was tall and very attractive, her hair was a dark blonde colour, pulled into a high ponytail and her...
She was standing just around the corner as I exited the office tower, cigarette pinched lightly between her slender fingers as she lifted it to her mouth for a drag. The sweltering, sticky heat had pried a few stray hairs loose from her jaw-length ringlets; August had so far been the hottest and wettest month on record, and today was no exception. "Hey," I...
Downsized. Let go. Laid off. Terminated. After fourteen years with the firm, they let me go, and they said it was because they had to downsize. Fourteen years of doing everything for them, smoothing over disputes among coworkers, working late to get last minute briefs together, even bringing coffee and babysitting. I did it all, and I did it gladly, cheerfu...
I imagine if you looked at me, you might question my choice of career. You might assume that I'm an actress or a model, or maybe that I have a rich husband that bought me the custom Harley that I chose to arrive in when I greeted my clients. You'll also probably wonder how a nice girl like me ended up here. I guess you never know what you'll find underneath...
She so frequently stayed late working on the end of year reports that the staff knew when to leave her well enough alone. She would open the conference room and pile the books and binders, charts and loose papers on the credenza. Then she would have maintenance wheel in a computer with table, back most of the chairs against the walls and she would get to wor...
Roadhouse. Some say it's a dog of a movie, others, movie buff types, that it was a bravura production rising above what seem like obvious script and character flaws via the camp way it was all played out, whatever that means. Some pretty dry humour, especially from Sam Elliott, saves it for me, plus great fight scenes and of course, the strip scene in the...
It wasn't a strange relationship by any stretch of the imagination, but not one I dreamed of several years ago when it first started. My lifelong idea of how lap dancers plied their trade was that they went from customer to customer as quickly as they could in order to maximize the potential income for the evening. On occasion they would stay with a particul...
Hi, this is Kevin again. Hope u all enjoyed my 2 stories which I posted before. Everyone has that "one song" that always brings them back to their youth. Even though I am only 33, the song called "The Summer Of 69" has always held memories for me due to the factor that this story takes place on a summer. And it was the most romantic and memorable summer...
All characters in this short story are over 18. ***** I was heading into the library, planning for about three hours reading one sunny Friday evening in early August after a late tea, I headed to my specialist area, where there are a bank of desks. I settled in, and found I was alone in the room except for one lonely figure about 9 desks to my left, with a...