1. James Thomas had always lived in the close. He had always walked past the big house on the corner, set back further than its neighbours, with high fences and dark blinds. He had always wondered who could live in such a fearsome place. The occupant was said to have an aristocratic heritage, to keep her husband in service, to only leave her property under...
I RUSHED TO THE HAIR DRESSERS. I am a regular and I stick to the very same person not for her expertise alone. As a regular she indulges me. I wait for my chance because she has the best fragrances on her. My hair cuts have become more frequent, now that, she does me regularly. When my turn comes she smiles at me, gently tapping the cushion and beckoning me,...
As the keyboard player I occasionally came into the studio to mix sessions when no real engineers were available. This session had started late but was easy. Tweaking a backing track for a nightclub performance. The client sat on the standard studio couch at the back of the room, her long legs stretched out on the small coffee table. Clarisse was a coffee co...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! This chapter was going to come earlier (although I still may do some rearranging when more of the pieces are complete) but now I think it becomes chapter 5. We'll take a break from Gregory and get another glimpse of Mark soon, but now it is time to introduce Lynn. ***** Lynn practically fell back onto the couch and then c...
Intro + Characters John - 18, an average high school boy, who you play as, Does not stand out particularly, It is September, John just got home from a day at school, he plops himself on the couch, feeling exhausted, his sister Becca walking down from her room wearing her pajamas "Go shower John, you smell like shit" she says with some obvious disgu...
I've had a crush on the hairstylist I go to since my first appointment. Over the fifteen years I've been going, I've seen her age gracefully. She's now fifty-two years old but she doesn't look a day over forty. Her name is Sherry and she stands about 5' 4". Her figure still looks as sexy to me as it did fifteen years earlier. Her most attractive feature is h...
These confessions -- there will be a price to pay for them, somewhere down the line, I suppose. Maybe a future husband, a future employer, a future son or daughter will come across them and think differently of me, look at me in a different light, believe me to be deranged or sick. This is the kind of thing that I've been thinking since writing and submittin...
There's an old adage that goes-if you can't afford to lose, you can't afford to bet. I've always thought that statement spoke the truth, so I've avoided gambling unless it's a sure thing. I'm a world-class three-cushion billiard player, but because the sport is so obscure, most of my friends and neighbors aren't aware of my talent. It was a wintry Friday ni...
Dear readers I have been away for sometime, but I have continued to read the stories online. Some really good contributions. Congratulations to those who have attracted my vote or comment. Hope you enjoy my latest imaginary friend. This is a work of pure fiction, and is not intended to bear any relation to anyone either alive or dead. If you don't like whore...
Oddly, it started with a haircut. I'd taken a job in Florida working for a car dealership. We had a little of everything, foreign and American, nothing more than ten years old. I had a house two long blocks down from the dealership, so I walked back and forth most days. I did own a 2011 Dodge Durango, with a V-6 and eight-speed automatic transmission. With...