This is going to turn into the worst vacation of my life, thought Carol Livingston as she rubbed suntan lotion on her body. First, Frank cancels out at the last minute because of that crummy trial. That's the third time in twelve years of marriage he does this, the third damn time, Mr. Big Time Prosecutor. Then the damn airlines losses my luggage and I am fo...
"My arithmetic still needs improvement," I said, sliding my report card across the table to her, "but I'd like to think my printing is still worthy of your 'Excellent.' " Julia picked up the card, and as I studied her smile in the candlelight, it occurred to me that I was still her student even 25 years later, still eager to please. And that she was still a...
Late Wednesday afternoon Robert made a phone call to Dr. Maier from his home in Thunder Bay. Although he was sure that Annie was completely past her emotional problems, he decided to seek confirmation from her doctor. "This is Dr. Maier." "Hello, this is Robert Porter calling. I know that Annie had an appointment earlier this afternoon, and I'm wondering i...
”This is probably the most stupid thing, you have done yet on this trip!” I told myself silently as I looked around the bar room, where a few people - mostly couples, who seemed to see only each other – were sitting or standing at the bar consuming varying amounts of alcohol. When I closed my eyes, the world was spinning a little to fast, too, and I decided...
This is a true story. I've done my best to remember words said. This is the first part of a story recounting the most memorable night my wife and I had at a swing club. I knew this past Saturday night was going to be a memorable one, but I had no idea just how intense the evening would be. My wife Margaret and I had planned an evening at a swing club a few...
This work is not intended to offend anyone. The author (me) holds nothing but the highest regard for all parties mentioned in the story/stories. It is a work of fiction, and should be treated as such. This work should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18 (or older, depending on the legal age of the location in which this story is read.) I hold no lega...
"Dad, how come you have never taken us to Maui? "It didn't take long to talk my dad into taking the family to Maui. We had never been there, and my mom and dad had always talked about going 'some day'... so my parents seemed honestly surprised at my eagerness for a family trip. We had grown more distant in the last few years... I despised them for living the...
I got off the airplane at Reno, made the long trip up the concourse, down the escalators, then walked to the baggage claim area. Darin, my driver was waiting as usual. He knows me so he doesn't bother to stand there holding the silly little signs most of them do. "Did you have a good trip, Dan?" he asked me, holding out his hand. "Yes, it was normal, nice...
Retro turned to Siren and handed her a gift wrapped box. "Go and unwrap it in the toilet" he told her as the seatbelt lights pinged off. Grinning broadly Siren unbuckled her belt and stood up, pausing she bent down and kissed him full on the lips, her tongue slipping into his mouth. Slightly breathless from the kiss she whispered "what is it?" "Wait and...
"You fucking bitch!" I exclaimed for about the one hundredth time as I saw her holding up a DVD as she boarded the plane. A week ago, I had landed in Mexico, a regular college guy looking to blow off some steam on spring break. What I am now, and will be in the future, entirely depends upon the devious mind of the girl who just boarded the plane, whom I know...