I met her at an industry function. I was talking to some colleagues when suddenly she was at my side, listening intently, patiently. I had actually met her before but had forgotten her name – she was the girlfriend of a bloke I vaguely knew. Amanda? Rebecca? Jane? What was her name? I was putting off introducing her to my friends when she saved me the troubl...
My name is Irene and this is my contribution. Sometime during the end of 2001 I heard a distinct flush in my life. My boyfriend dumped me a week before my birthday and all I got from him was a DVD of a dumb movie we saw the year before. My stock portfolio took a nosedive with the rest of the economy and three months later I lost my job. My mortgage applicat...
When I met her I was balanced upon the edge of death, one foot plunged into the grave, the hatred for this world too much to bear. I asked out of sarcasm to find a wounded treasure like no other, something so hopelessly distraught as to distract from my own misery. I was caught totally by surprise when she strolled into my life, begging for my strength. I...
It was my long weekend. When we change over from one shift to another, just occasionally it works out that we get a few days spare and so it was this time, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, all free. On Friday morning I woke up as usual at 7 and started to get out of bed. Margaret, to my surprise was already up and moving around. "Stay," she said. "Thank you." I r...
My roommate Jessica was beginning to be a bit of a drag. Slightly frumpy and conservative, she had a problem with me bringing boyfriends home on a regular basis. She constantly left me notes requesting that if I wanted to have "absurdly loud intercourse on a bi-nightly basis" (as she put it), I should have it at my partners' houses and not at our apartment...
The day after our "double date", where my husband realized his fantasy of having sex with my best friend while I experienced my fantasy of having sex with his black coworker, neither Tom nor I spoke of what happened. We picked up the kids from my parents and went to church just like we did most Sundays. Monday afternoon, I visited Karen. As she poured tea,...
On Monday, she came home. What Carrie hadn't expected was the police car at the front entranceway. She parked her own car and ran up the front path, turned the door handle then promptly crashed into the unyielding wooden door. Damn!" Hey you lot, open up in there. I'm home!" She banged on the door with her fists. It swung open and Carrie found herself st...
Mom and Dad had gone to the Caribbean for the weekend. They were going to be gone for ten days. I was at home with my two sisters, Jill, 20 and Janet, 18. Jill was studying with her friend Sylvia. They had a chemistry midterm Monday and were doing some last minute cramming. Janet was expecting some friends for a sleepover to celebrate her friend Monica's nin...
Hey, there. My name is Guillaume Mathieu but my friends call me Guy. I am twenty five years old and hold a Master's degree in Business Administration from McGill University in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. I work for the Quebecor Media Corporation. I made four hundred and seventeen thousand dollars after taxes last year. I drive a Mercedes Benz....
Story starts out with a husband and wife planning their weekend night out. The husband, Steve, has been looking forward to seeing his wife dressed in a short tight red skirt he bought his wife along with a pair of her five in high heels, black thigh high stockings and a satin shirt. As Steve's wife, Jen is getting dressed, Steve is thinking of the places the...