Tim It was a toss-up as to which of us was more nervous: Jill, me . . or Millie. I think it was Millie. Millie is a contemporary of mine, a very brilliant woman, a clinical psychologist. For years, she'd been deeply immersed in religious-oriented work until, one day, she came to the conclusion that the philosophies she was involved in seemed to be more fal...
Keith will get the bull whip and the fedora out again. Indiana Jones, last year, the year before, and the year before that. Not that he has any particular fondness for the films. Years ago, one of his clients invited us to their own Halloween gig and Keith had the fedora up in the closet already, don't ask me why. He bought or borrowed the rest and that's...
The typical company Christmas party. Rented out the trendy restaurant downtown. Paid insane amounts of money to do so. Unlimited food, excellent food mind you. Free drinks. Sounds fun? Not tonight. Not for me. My father works for a successful law firm. Made partner not too long ago. He makes, oh, I'll just say that our family has never wanted. It was his fi...
**The events that you are about to read are completely true. Not one thing is fabricated for interesting effect. This was the single best night of my life up until that point. I needed to compose myself. I felt strongly for Peter but I was not willing to let him see me cry. He told me before he asked me out again that he was leaving tomorrow. I knew that w...
Theresa sat on the couch of her living room watching the early morning rain hit the window as she sipped her coffee. She was deep in thought, trying to figure out exactly what was wrong with her daughter Jenny. Somehow Theresa was yet unable to put her finger on the source of the disturbance. She knew something was going on with Jenny, whose behavior was out...
I am certainly interested in your comments. Chapter 1 Another day, another nothing, void, a blank moment in time. Rise at 0458, listen to the weather and news, shower at 0510, coffee shop for paper and caffeine at 0527, Fox News until 0600 and walk to the train. An hour of reading about sailing or working on the laptop ends upon arrival at Penn Station. An...
The elevator doors opened, and Gloria stepped onto the polished wooden floor. She rarely had occasion to visit the executive offices at the law firm where she worked, but she had gotten an email from Mr. Lembach himself saying he needed her help with the Fleming account. There was no need to ask which Fleming account. James Fleming was a highly successful E...
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In less than an hour, I'm going to seduce someone, who is not my spouse...and I can't wait to get there. It is difficult to tell a story about seduction, and be truthful, without being able to see how each of them caused or allowed the seduction to happen. A third party cannot tell a real seduction, because that party is not privy to the conversations and i...
Chapter 1 I was sitting in my bathrobe with a towel wrapped around my wet hair in the tiny kitchen of my apartment. I was "enjoying" eating my usual breakfast of dollar store oatmeal when my roommate Brenda came in with the mail. She dropped the newspaper onto the table and sat down beside me. She flipped through a small stack of envelopes. "Bill, credit c...