"You want me to do what?" Kari yelled. "I want you to interview Dr. Lane for the next issue. He has an interesting story and I think our readers will enjoy hearing it." Kari was angry. She had spent her entire time at the magazine writing fluff pieces, always being promised that the next story would be an 'important' one. Now her editor was suggesting, no...
Quick writer's note: As most of you figured out, this was my first story. I like to be creative and to read the stories here but have never written anything like this before. I was shocked at the sheer volume of comments, 132 to date, and I'm not sure if that's normal. I would say about a 1/3 of them were disappointed in the story or didn't like it. Anothe...
There is an old adage that things may not be all they seem. Such is the case for our story today. My wife Kari and I are both 38 and have been married for 11 years. We both work and have active careers that always take us out of town at different intervals. We own a home in a nice neighborhood, have no kids, and live what most people would call an atypical...
July in the south is HOT, HUMID and NASTY! Yes July is all of these things and with the right wind you can increase your torment 30 fold. Mowing the lawn was not something I ever wished to do. My husband used to take this task on so I would not have to burden myself. Since his death these tasks fell to me. Up to this point, most of the tasks have been rela...
We sat in the nude at Todd's patio table and ate the pizza we'd ordered. We thought about having Kari flash the pizza delivery guy but decided that we didn't want to create a reputation for Todd's address. It turned out that having Kari flash the delivery guy would have been lost on the delivery GIRL that showed up. She was cute and if my wife had been into...
The door bore only the title: T.P AUDITIONS: MODELS SIGN UP stencilled on it. The couple paused to glance at each other, both of them swelling with anticipation before they knocked on the door and a voice inside told them to come in. A handsome black man wearing a turtleneck sweater and black pair of jeans sat on the other side of a table. His name was Byro...
Byron Leicester had a difficult time visiting his strange Aunt Galena Twysel. Auntie Gal was actually only about sixty-three years old and damned good looking for that. The doctors said she had early Alzheimer's, though this mystified Byron as his aunt still lived in her own house, did her gardening and shopping. "But don't upset her or offend her" his m...
Meanwhile during this hour of them being at Chris's Kari was home helping the kids with home work, finishing dinner, setting the table, getting a fresh shower before her Master and husband gets home. She was not expecting any company and Gary hadn't called saying he was bringing any company so it was simply a typical day to her. She had made one of Gary'...
"I'm not saying they are going to take the series, but I think they'll force a game seven," I said. Byron and I were sipping beers as we watched ESPN in closed caption on the bar television. Byron shook his head and smiled before he took a swig. "The Bulls are gonna put them away, my man. You can bank on that." Byron probably knew better than me. He was a...
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