"Cesaria; Wake up my dear, dusk is here and we have much to talk about." Before I opened my eyes, I absorbed my surroundings using my senses. The voice, so gentle and soothing, familiar and loving. The air is filled with scents, some are comforting yet strangely grotesque; it is my own scent, my perfume and his, but then there is also the smell of dissolut...
Author's Note: If you would like some extra backstory then check out Public Service: Sasha. Disclaimer: This story may contain some things some people may find offensive. **** 04/07/2111 Dear Diary I went to the Service Station on the edge of the city today. I thought it would make a nice change from the one I usually go to. Boy was I ever wrong!...
Memory triggers. They come rushing at you when you least suspect them. You can walk into a house and take in the heady aroma of a cake being baked and you'll be transported back to your grandmother's kitchen. You can smell an empty beer bottle and suddenly there you are playing hide and seek behind a pile of your uncle's empties. Smell is our most powerful...
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Sweat trickled down the bare skin of Christy’s back as she made her final bow of the evening. The band played the title song from her latest single and kept the crowd of fair-goers on their feet and applauding so loudly the din threatened to drown out even the pounding thump of Terry’s electric bass. It felt good to be liked, even though she’d never meet mos...
"Well, doggies...." Jed lowered the rifle with a heavy heart, the roar of 30-30 still ringing in his ears. Jethro's corpse twitched briefly before lying still. His attacker hadn't even noticed. Jed didn't relish telling his cousin that he'd been forced to blow his nephew's brains all over the estate's sprawling grounds, but there had been no choice. Once Jet...
This is an erotic episode from a much longer story that I am working on. It stands alone, so I am posting it here for your pleasure - I hope. *** I was working as an estate agent then. It was my friend's business. I hadn't been able to get a job since university and as my friend Alan said, I was a good chatup merchant so selling houses should be a doddle....
On Monday morning the first person I saw as I walked through the school gates was Mike. I've often remarked on his grin. It was without doubt his most typical expression. Of course he frowned and pouted and just looked blank at times, like everyone does. But the default setting for Mike was at a minimum 'broad smile'. That morning he was smiling so widely...
The young girl poked the old man and said, "Scoot over." "Sure." He moved over in the booth and she slid in beside him. The old man looked puzzled when he said, "Who are you?' "I'm Jo, your waitress and I need your order. You've seen me in here lots of times before, you old coot." He eyed this hard bodied, beautiful young girl when he said, "Yeah, I think...
I'm warnin' you all right now, forget the spellin' and shit. Jake weren't much on book learnin', he never made it past first grade. It's his story, you can blame him for all the mistakes. LYG. ***** Me and ol' Jed, was sittin' outside the general store one day jus' mindin' ever body else's bidness. It musta been past my dinner time cause my belly was a rum...