“We’re in trouble.” Dawn said as she flung open the door of the gym. Faith had a fine sheen of sweat coating her skin. Her hair clung to her forehead. The bag Faith had been punching swung back and hit her in the face. Hard. “Ow! Damn it! D, we have to work on this dramatic entrance thing you’ve got going on.” “Faith, I’m not kidding! This is serious!” Sh...
"Get in here, quick. My god, I was worried you weren't going to show up. You're always so punctual. When you're even two minutes late I start to freak out. Hurry up. Rob's going to be here in 20 minutes." Your eyes flash and your excitement hits me, a cold punch to the solar plexus. Heaving a breath, I feel the impact from my core through my limbs, igniting...
She was angry. Loudly not talking to him in the way women did, slamming doors and stomping her sensible heels on the hardwood floor. So he'd flirted a little, it was what he did. She knew that when she married him ten years ago. She looked fantastic. Not that he could tell her now—she'd think he was sucking up. Her dress was hooker red, slinky and wrapped a...
You guys. I went on a date the other night. Like an actual, honest-to-god date, with like, dressing up nice and dinner and expensive wine and all that jazz. It was way fancier than I'm used to, and the whole time I was worrying that I was making a fool of myself with like, my lowly normal person manners and inability to talk about The Economy or whatever it...
Tim's exploration of his unusual powers continues. I decided to expand my use of my hands to someone else than just me. I could have spent the rest of my life simply enjoying the two most sought after feelings in the world; endless orgasmic bliss and perfect peace and calm, but the human part of my psyche knew at a base level that life is not all about self...
Rough Cut: A Moe Gafferson Mystery Edited by Poison Ivan Chapter 7 Vine Street was one of those streets in Cincinnati that ran east to west the width of the city, and it was busy its entire length. In the upscale part of town there were snazzy apartments, four-star restaurants and sidewalks full of shopkeepers, bankers, and customers with fat wallets and...
"Why are you here? Ever since you got back things have been so messed up? I wish that you would just live on the ship and stay gone! MR MIKE HAS BEEN A BETTER FATHER THAN YOU EVER WERE!" Those were the words that my daughter said to me almost a year ago. My heart breaks just as much today as it did that day. I run through that one sentence over and over in...
The night began like every other night. Alejandra's phone would ring, she would answer, and the smooth voice on the other end would give her an address and a time. Usually, the address would be for one of the better hotels in Chicago. "The Empire, Suite 207, 9:00pm. Oh, and chica, wear something classy. This man's loaded." Alejandra felt a shiver go down...
"Get your fucking hands off me," Regan demanded, trying to reclaim her arm. Her step-brother's grip was like steal. Out of nowhere, he had grabbed her by the arm and dragged her off the dance floor like a rag doll. "Be still," Ian ordered. The defined line of his jaw was set and its muscle flexed. Having made it off the dance floor and away from the mass o...
We were three drinks into the evening by the time we ordered food. So we were feeling pretty good. Despite Peter being in his upper 50s and about 10 years older than me, he could definitely hold his liquor. As a result, the conversation was flowing freely as I brought up his penchant for bedding married women. "It's great because they never want anything l...