I sat up in bed reading the local paper. It's one of those "respectable" newspapers, which means it's bloody difficult to read because the size of the pages is massive, you need a machine to fold it properly. Anyway, despite the fact that it prides itself on being a "respectable" newspaper of record, it still allows the ladies of the night to advertise in it...
"Day 33" The sound of seagulls overhead wakes Morgan Bass from his sleep. Instead of his bed in his apartment, he finds himself naked in a bamboo canopy bed in a back patio of a small but modern beach house. He sits up and looks to the beach and the crystal blue waters of the lake with a clear blue sky above. Morgan spots the beautiful Ilona emerging out o...
No matter how late she was running, there was always time to make love to the mirror. It was the only way to keep doing her job and save just a smidgen of self-confidence. Gina Divine stood before the mirror in the bathroom preening for work. Hunter kohl eyeliner was applied in a single unwavering stroke to emphasize her emerald eyes. She brandished the wand...
"So let's go through this again to se if I understand this right," the officer said as he scratched his head and looked at me with a confused and tired expression on his face. "For crying out loud, officer -- this is the fourth time!" I complained. The confusion left his face and a look of irritation replaced it. "Listen, this isn't your run of the mill c...
"You're still on time! It's all right, you're still on time." You say to yourself for the thousandth time as you check the clock on the dash, also for the thousandth time. You aren't wearing a watch because that would be out of costume. Watches are worn only when one is working. "I mustn't be late!" you think to yourself for the millionth time, because you'...
I walk into the hotel bar... Across the room sitting at the bar slowly sipping a red wine I see you... My breath leaves my body in sudden gasp... I slowly walk across the bar looking at you in the full length mirror as I walk the length of the semi crowded bar... There is a man sitting on each side of you... You have the drink sitting in front of you and 2 m...
Even four years after his wife, Rhonda's, death, Robert Cunningham had still kept their room exactly the same. All her clothes exactly where she'd left them, all her make-up, medicine, brushes, everything, down to the last throw pillow and picture frame in the living room. He just couldn't bear to remove any of it. He'd loved her very dearly. Still, he was...
Chapter One - Performance Art = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = A college professor presents a performance art production of "I, Masochist" with a little technical help from W. Afterwards, the professor who referred the masochistic models to her asks her and W's help in recording the six young women's stories of how and why they are masochists. The...
'The House Guest' involves characters who appeared in my earlier offering, 'The Discipline Begins', and refers to events contained therein, but can be read as a stand alone story. * Florence Roberts' pretty ever-so slightly retroussé nose had been put out of joint. Sir Richard had invited a guest to stay at the Manse: Marsha Williams, best-selling popular...
Morgan Page coasted up to the little cabin on fumes, consciously kicking herself for not filling up the truck at that little convenience store in town. When would she ever learn? Reaching over into the back seat she grabbed her coat and hoped like hell the temperature wasn't as low as her truck thermometer had said before she lost power. Nine degrees was jus...