The smell was the first thing to hit her. Her first waking inhale was stenched with stale beer, cigarette smoke and an ungodly mixture of various male colognes, and much to her complete embarrassment, most of those scents were caking her naked flesh. "Your Mother would say you're nothing more than a pathetic whore if she saw you like this," 55 year old Jea...
The look of undeniable satisfaction was etched onto Gwen's face. A Long Island Iced Tea rested in the cup holder of the dragon shaped floating chair. The opposite holder held a walkie talkie but there was no chatter emerging from the black box next to the gorgeous nude woman. Gwen couldn't remember the last time that the house had been silent. It was rarely...
It is a beautiful place! There's a nice size lake surrounded by an old forest that just screams real nature. My wife, Laura, and I had gotten their late in the after noon. We carefully selected a place to camp close to the water that was mostly clear from ground cover. Quickly, we pitch the tent and start a fire. Just then relaxation kicks in, as I settle...
For the past six months, Tony has lived at a halfway house, near an industrious section of the city. The neighborhood is a blue collar-like area, with lots of warehouses, factories, and local bars. He works during the day, as a fork-lift driver at one of the nearby warehouses. He lives alone, but he is happy. Before, he was in a relationship with his girlfri...
Jenna stood in front of the airport terminal, her bags stacked beside her, and frowned as she looked up the street. There was no sign of Hal's limo. He had promised to send it for her. Had there been some kind of mix-up? Even frowning, Jenna was a spectacularly beautiful woman. She was dressed to the nines since the limo was supposed to take her to Hal's of...
He sat in the foyer with his walking stick between his knees, when a taxi pulled up, and Terry alighted from it. She was dressed in a tailored dark grey trouser suit wearing a black hat with a large brim; her hair must be in a bun under it, thought Robert, her long neck exposed. He rose to greet her, "Well how do I look?" She asked. "Fantastic," replied...
I cruised by the little back road bar and then turned my bike around and went back. To this day, I don't know why but I did and my life changed completely. Whether it was for the better or for the worse is still up for grabs. I will let you decide. ***** Parking my bike, I sat there waiting. For what I wasn't sure but something told me to wait. In my lifet...
Author's Note: All characters in this work of fiction are at least 18 years old. * One summer afternoon, April Price waited stoically in line at the check stand in the small, upscale supermarket where she bought most of her groceries. The old woman in front of her had a whole cartful, so April passed the time by looking at the covers of the array of fan m...
My name is Susan Mitchell, and my story is true. That is seems wild and incoherent I am aware, however it's truthfulness remains, for this is what has happened... no, what IS happening to me. To tell myself that it is over would be a joke. I know that door will open soon, when it does I may never be able to write again, so getting down my story now is impera...
The crowd surged towards me and I experienced a momentary sense of panic as I felt myself carried along with the momentum. Everyone seemed to be shouting, and ahead of me I could see massed ranks of men dressed in long brightly coloured robes, their faces covered in coloured paint. They were brandishing swords and as the bright light of the sun caught them,...