Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Thursday night was girls night at the local bar in town, I'd stayed till the damn thing closed and then hit Denny's with some of my girlfriends. Drug my ass home at 3 a.m. and crawled into bed, only to have to be up at 8 a.m. for an interview at 9 a.m. Sleeping past my alarm I woke up at 8:30 a.m. and panicked. I had to shower and still drive to town, I was...
She wore exactly what I had asked her to wear. She had on flip flop sandals, a short denim skirt, and a tight t-shirt. Of course, I told her not to wear panties or a bra. She crawled into my truck and leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning you sexy hunk of man!" She said with a grin. "Good morning to you too, Ms. Spell." I replied. "Sho...
As Darrell entered the Ballroom, he saw a skirmish going on... "Why, Kimber, why can't I just go to my support group, ma'am?" a pudgy fellow in an alligator shirt was pleading of a frosty blonde. "You told me I could go if I scrubbed the garage, and drank a quart of your urine...now you've changed your mind just because your girlfriends stood you up." "Cedr...
I caught him browsing men's jeans with a smile. I smiled back. I didn't see him come in. I decided to park the empty rack by the jeans and "set up shop" there. I would basically remove any non-men's jeans that got stuck in this men's section. He held up a pair of plain black jeans, something we both like. I caught him smiling at me again, and so I returned t...
Heathrow Airport, Terminal 3. What a hellhole. There is no more depressing airport than Heathrow in winter; low ceilings, inadequate lighting, crowds of weary travelers speaking a hundred languages. With my boarding pass in hand I stood at the gate, trying to rise above it all while I waited to board the flight to San Francisco. The Gate Agent took my pass...
Opportunity: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection My room mate, Eileen, was away for the weekend with her boyfriend. Of course, I was jealous. I always told her that I didn't know how she managed to attract and keep a man since she was a high level para and completely dependent on her wheelchair. She isn't that good looking, either, but I don't tell her...
I hope Mr. Carter isn't visiting, Layla thought, as she entered the Good Shepherd Nursing Home to visit her mother. It's seems he's always here when I am. Before entering the room, she heard her mother's voice. "Mrs. Carter, would you please lower the sound on your TV? I feel as though I'm sitting in Judge Judy's courtroom." "I have the sound at a level at...
Almost a full year ago when my senior year was starting I wound up having a ton of gym classes. Which was fine with me because I had a crush on the coach since I was a sophomore. He was just hot. With black wavy hair, a goatee and deep dark eyes. I was constantly in the gym whenever I could. So here I have the man for seven out of my ten classes. I was ecs...
Mike had been a friend and neighbor to Priscilla for over 5 years. He had watched as the Cancer took her strength before it finally consumed her. Now as he stood at her funeral he felt like he had lost his best friend. Even on her worst days when she was racked with constant pain, she greeted him with a smile and listened as he talked about his day or the wo...