As consciousness settled upon her, Donella was vaguely aware of a strange sensation, like being underwater. Her skin felt cold, yet dry. There was an oppressive heaviness that weighed down on her entire body; she felt like she was thousands of feet below the ocean. Her chest hurt to breathe and she couldn't move her limbs. Donella's eyes snapped open in a pa...
The rain pelted out an angry, broken rhythm against the roof of his car. It eerily echoed through the gloomy darkness that seemed to penetrate every dirty crack of the lifeless street. "Forte? Crescendo?" he asked himself, unable to remember which word accurately described the increase in loudness, of the eerie melody being pounded out on his car. "Who g...
"But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game." –Rolling Stones * * * * * All good things come to an end. And so, like the sacking of Atlanta, there's really nothing more we can do here, gentle reader. The bill has arrived, the chairs need to be put up, and the lights are dimming. Dinner is done. Ah, but wait, we are forgetting one of the rules of d...
Amber and I walked purposefully towards the outdoor bathrooms at the far end of the parking lot. Next to them were the tennis courts, where there were a dozen or so students playing tennis at various levels of proficiency. It was a physical education class, looked like a mixture of Freshmen and Sophomores. A few of them had caught sight of Amber and were eit...
I pretty much knew the type, and he was one of them. I could tell by the way he quietly ordered his cappuccino with his eyes downcast. I kept a peripheral eye on him as I was steaming the milk and saw him looking about, but in the course of looking about, looking at me. What did he see? A cute 20 year old wearing a black top that left my pierced belly expose...
I admit it: My favorite is the Loving Wives stories. Unfortunately, it's also the most maddening category for someone in my profession. You see, I am a family law lawyer—and have been for 15 years—and the stories in Loving Wives dealing with divorce inevitably get it all wrong. Granted, I practice law in Illinois, and the laws differ from state to state. The...
Lucas has been suffering from insomnia for over a month. It had all started four weeks before, when he watched episode after episode of True Blood on his laptop. Before he knew it, the sun was rising and he had go to work at 8:00. No point in sleeping that night. The next week, a similar thing happened, on three different nights. However, he did get plenty o...
Sitting absentmindedly stroking my shoulder length blond hair, I am sitting at my keyboard, staring blankly at my screen, as I have been since 9:00 this morning. My body is not in that bad shape for a woman my age, although I admit I could lose a few pounds. But my husband certainly appreciates my D-Cup breasts, which I admit have begun to sag a bit, and I k...
Many people have asked me where it all began, how I came to be where I am today. I have thought and thought and finally come to the conclusion that it is necessary to tell my story for others to learn by and to profit from my experience. It all began with Meg. She was my first and probably the only one I really cared about, so what I did to her was probably...
The moment I saw her that autumn afternoon, I knew that I just had to have her. Sitting quietly in the shadows of the empty library, lit only by the lambent warmth of the reading lamp over the desk, her demure beauty ignited a fire in my soul that had been dormant for many centuries, and I knew that I must take her life force and make it my own. ooOoo I wa...