The attic was stuffy and dry. Dust particles shimmered through the moon beams coming through the oval window pane. Twenty-five year old independent film maker Bobby Darius focused the lens tighter onto his next door neighbor"s window. He'd been waiting for a moment like this for eight weeks. Bobby even wagered on it. Betting he could catch his recently divor...
Mari knew that Bobby could both see and hear her from his cubicle. Bobby was an average guy, kind of quiet. He was all business with all the office girls and Mari was bound and determined to get Bobby to play "office" with her one evening after work. Mari started with subtle things. One day, she undid her blouse a couple of buttons. She had worn her plungi...
"Hey there Boo," Tammy said affectionately in a thick, south Boston accent as she walked down Boylston St, a few blocks from Fenway Park. She slowed to a stop in front of a tall, slender black man in his late twenties. His hair was braided in cornrows under a faded Red Sox cap and his skin was the color of dark chocolate. It was nearly 9pm and the game was i...
These stories are written from my heart and are what I enjoy. These are all my fantasies. They are written for my enjoyment If you like them let me know and if you don't, stop reading them. Please don't write just to correct my grammar. I always enjoy hearing from like minded individuals. It had been almost 3-years since the untimely death of her husband. R...
The click of wheels on cobblestone drowned out their silence. Each drove her closer to the docks but further from home. The rhythmic trundling of their closed carriage slowed and became disruptive. Melissa tensed as animate voices began to bleed through their carts darkened walls. As they advanced, the mass of uncouth, loud, and grating tones surrounded her...
Bobby couldn't wait for the graduation ceremonies to end. Afterward, he and Paula were going to spend the weekend alone at a beach house her parents owned. He was surprised when both his parents and hers agreed to let them do that, but they had and, as soon as they could, he and Paula would be on their way. As the young man sat there, listening to the comme...
Hi everyone! This is my first series/story type of thing so I hope you enjoy it. :* After working all day, Bobby personally was ready to go home. But to his amazement, his co-workers insisted on throwing a happy hour party. He tried his best to avoid all of those partaking in this party, for the sake of not being pressured to attend. He checked his desk cl...
As I left the bus and walked across the parking lot, my little cell phone trilled. I fished it from my little back-pack purse and thumbed the answer button with my thumbnail. "May I speak with Charli Vargas?" said a polite, stiff voice. "This is she," I responded. "I would like to inform you," the voice replied, "that we have received your gallery submiss...
III: Shantell At the historically black college, Shantell found herself around mostly other young blacks but there were white students attending as well. Shantell found the ratio comforting, as she had been surrounded by mostly white students during all four years of high school. Shantell had been paired on assignments a few times with one of the white st...
Author's Note: From an idea by a friend on another site comes this story of role playing, X-men, funny stuff, and hamsters. It's probably much funnier if you've ever played a role-playing game. I combined it with another story a role-player told me about a game where he had giant space hamsters, and his players got out of hand with them. This is the result....