Melissa looked in the mirror one more time. Turning half back and front, she checked out her dress, her shoes, and her hair. All had to look perfect for tonight; her 30th class reunion. She never made it to her 20th because she and her husband Gary had to deal with her mother's severe illness. Thank God she recovered, but there were some sleepless nights for...
After serving a few years in the Army I became a civilian again. My name is Greg Daley and I am 30, 6 ft tall with brown hair cut very short. I am burly and have a few war tattoos on my right and left biceps. I served in Iraq for a few months and injured myself by taking grenade shrapnel to my left knee. It left a big scar but I survived. I just couldn't run...
“Do you want a drink in the bar before we go out?” Dec asked me, as I was applying the last of my lipstick, before we went out ‘on the town’. Because he had been working very hard, and felt that he had been neglecting me, my husband had booked a romantic weekend away, in a small Cotswold hotel. “We might as well,” I replied, as I picked up my bag. As Dec...
Jim awoke in an unfamiliar place. He was lying on a wooden board covered in leaves, and he was fully dressed. "Did it really happen?" he thought. He slide off the makeshift bed and stood up. He looked around the room, it was a hut about 9x9x7. The floor was covered by the makeshift bed and there was a small makeshift door on his right. He stumbled toward t...
***** AUTHOR"S NOTE - thank you all for your votes and comments, hopefully you'll like this chapter just as much ***** A shaft of weak autumn sunlight penetrating between the bedroom curtains rouses Suzy from a deep dreamless sleep, her mouth is dry but she feels rested, her limbs loose and languid, she rolls onto her back pressing herself against the ma...
Luke Whittingham is an artist. He was born in 1967. He was prominent in the 90s on the London Art scene. His most famous work to date is "Committed to Death" (2004), an installation which can be seen in The Royal Academy, London. He currently lives in SoHo with his two cats. Lucy and Mary. The shop window is full of televisions sets. Each one shows a differ...
This is a fictitious story- well, partly anyway. Needless to say, any resemblance to any location or people is purely coincidental... Extracts from a Pee- Watcher's Diary 1. WATCHING ANNIE PEE I first met Annie years ago when I was 18, and working on a local farm. She owned a riding school next to the farm, and was always popping in for something or anoth...
He read the short note again. This would be the fifth time he had read it. It didn't change it simply read, "Your wife is cheating on you. Believe it." There was nothing on the envelope as to who sent it. But Jeff knew the note was from someone who either was his friend warning him or someone who wanted to see his wife and his marriage fall under hard time....
I wrote this story in 2002. It's 10:30 am, and my stomach is doing backflips. I'm aboard a Northwest Airlines flight into Detroit Metro Airport after a one-week business trip to California, but I'm not airsick or white-knuckled. I'm thinking about my wife, who I will see in just a few minutes at the terminal. I met Lucia at a party in college. She was a tr...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves humans at least 18 years old. Really. This is not a hot stro...