I snapped my cell phone closed with a satisfying bang that I hoped would give my husband the desired "I'm hanging up on you, you bastard!" message, and turned the phone off. I had no desire right then to deal with the attempts I knew my husband would make to call me back and apologize pathetically. I tossed the phone into my purse angrily, and looked up and...
Saturday morning began with a full country breakfast. Scrambled eggs with bacon, link sausages, hash browns, pancakes with fresh country butter and syrup, and thick slices of cantaloupe. After the dishes had been cleared and Papa Howard had puffed his pipe in his homemade wooden rocking chair on the front porch for a few minutes, we all went to our assigned...
"There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer." -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela's mouth before she realized what she was saying and hung in the air, pregnant with possibilities. Nicolas wiped his mouth with a red-checked napkin and raised an eyebro...
Talla was still going over all of the images that had flown in to her mind when she and Zhair'lo had tried to mesh. There were images of Natta, both having sex with him and fingering herself while lying next to him. There was Nadine, rubbing her nipples along the length of his shaft. One of the images of Nadine, forcing herself down on him with considerable...
The cell was dank and dreary. Lyeo sat on the straw stuffed mattress facing the bars. Hours had become days, days weeks and now weeks months. The wounds on His arms and wrists had healed sufficiently to just be an inconvenience and the largest, roughly stitched by a drunk and careless barber had finally stopped seeping puss. He had taken the last of the herb...
Robert could almost taste the blood. Still, after these hundreds of years, each hunt felt fresh and new. He anticipated the sweet thickness that would flow from her veins. The young woman had fallen deeply under his spell. Her mind and will had already become his, and she'd never remember what was about to happen. No one else knew that, though. They'd see o...
It had been a few weeks since John had seen Jane. Work had been hectic and the demands on his time had been constant. At times it had seemed like he couldn't even remember the last time he'd had an opportunity to relax. But today, he was feeling more than a little elated. The job that had been consuming every waking minute of his life was finally finished an...
DISCLAIMER - All people and events described in this story are fictional, and any similarity to real people living or dead is entirely coincidental. Any characters involved in sexual situations and voyeurism are 18-years-old and over. I intend to write most of my stories in the past, and this one takes place in 1993. I hope you enjoy it. ***** STEVE COLLI...
Prologue. My name is Jason, or at least it was. Eighteen months ago, I began to have strange pains, and for six months, no doctor could tell me what was wrong. The pains grew worse over time, and it felt like my body was going to twist itself apart. That ache was all over like my bones themselves were breaking apart inside of me. Then about a year ago, I wa...
Just a quick flash tale that I actually finished. I have a disease. I get these great story ideas, write about half of the story in a fury and then can't seem to finish them. I am working on them and hope to release them sometime soon, bear with me. ;) Anyway, I hope you enjoy this short vignette as much as I did while I was composing it. Remember, in the e...