- For Jay - As I ascend the stairs my only companions are the sounds of my own breathing and the staccato clicking of my black stiletto heels echoing off the poorly-painted walls of our motel. This is the place we have been planning to meet for four years now. The air is stale and coarse, slipping in and out of my nostrils in an unpleasant, irregular patter...
My name is Brian and I work part time at a pizzeria. I'm 18 years old and just moved out of my parents house three months ago. I've been renting a room from my cousin Phil, who works 60 hours a week as an electrician. Phil is twenty-nine and is married to a twenty-three year old Mexican girl. My room is small but comfortable. I have a nice futon, desk with a...
She sat in a dusty pew, with an equally worn book in her hand. She'd only been in college for a year, but the studying had paid off. Honor roll in high school, and Deans list in college. She made the people in this little town proud; going off to a state university, coming back home to her devout Mommy. You see, Lara Banks was the choir directors daughter....
We were both barely 18 and had only been living together in our little Sydney flat for a few months when I suggested to my beautiful girlfriend Jenny that maybe we should try having an 'open relationship'. She didn't seem that keen but I persisted, arguing that sex and love weren't the same thing, and that, as young people, it would be crazy in the age of 'f...
Brenda was grinning like the Cheshire cat when the two of them came back downstairs. "Did your shower warm you up?" she asked. "Ah...yeah...it sure did," Jason, who knew he was blushing furiously, replied. "Never mind," her blushing mother snapped. She had put on white terry pajamas with lace around the cuffs and around the neck and down the front, which w...
I nearly jumped out of my skin when my desk phone rang. I'm not used to many calls, especially so early in the morning. I picked it up and said hello. "Good morning, Mrs. Lynch, this is Isabella De Carlo. I'm calling from Mr. Blackwell's office." I'd never heard of either of them. "Hello, Miss De Carlo, how may I help you?" "Mr. Blackwell would like to se...
This is a coming of age story set on the coast of New England in the mid-sixties. It is the summer after my eighteenth birthday, between high school graduation and freshman year of college. *** After supper on Sunday my dad headed back up to the city house and I decided to wander over to the Thompson cottage to see what my friend Steve was up to. Mrs. Th...
Her beauty was one he had always admired from a far, never able to hold a conversation never able to make eye contact with the woman he so desired. It's a Tuesday afternoon in mid October and Susan is now regretting her decision to work late, she steps outside into the bitter wind, only to realise that she has left her coat in her office, which is on the 31...
(In which Relationship counseling takes on a whole new meaning when guns and heavy weaponry are involved) When Inara and Jorge emerged into the cargo bay and Kaylee and Simon had exchanged furtive embraces and scuttled in dishabille to their respective stations, Mal called to Kaylee "If you hear gunfire and I give you the word, I want you to slam the inner...
Lysa sighed and walked out to sit on the back patio. The night air was crisp and the leaves were just starting to turn colorful shades of orange and red. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the broken slat in the fence. It wasn't broken when she bought the house 3 weeks ago. She had attempted to contact the neighbors on the other side of the fence, but the...