The fireplace crackled while lights twinkled around the large Christmas tree standing next to it. Rudolph pranced across the large screen t.v. while a mug of cocoa steamed on the table. It was a picturesque holiday scene, and it would have been perfect if Laura hadn't been spending it alone. The forlorn looking takeout box sat on the coffee table half-eaten...
The winds raged and howled outside the castle walls as the moody prince glowered at the fire. No matter how much warmth the fire produced, it never helped warm the prince's heart. Lumiere hated to disrupt the master when he was in one of his beastly moods, but there was nothing else to be done. "Ahem," Lumiere cleared his throat, "Ah... master... I am sorry...
The following story has been written as a reader request, this is a fictionalized telling of true events. This is a multi-part story and is nearing its end. My thanks go to my friend Fabio for the inspiration. This story is the fourth reader request I have done. If you enjoy it, feel free to contact me with a story idea, and maybe I can write something from...
I married a woman I didn't love; in fact, could barely stand to be around. Old men like me dream of a passionate May/December marriage that will bring back the fire of our youth. But ours was a December/December marriage. A union between two dried up, worn out people whose time came and went and are now just waiting around, I guess, for the curtain to fall....
Interesting crowd of people assembled. Anne made a mental note to come back one night when she hadn't any plans. She filled the empty stool next to a couple of bickering lesbians and ordered a beer after being told it would be another ten minutes for the lasagna dinner she'd phoned in. The elfin mulatto girl, with the long braids, platinum jewelry and a gauz...
I was in the loo when the pesky phone rang. It always happens, I'm either on the loo. In bed, or in the blooming bath! I got off the toilet, bum still un-wiped and limped to the phone to have it stop ringing. Once again I reminded the phone and the unthinking caller that they were illegitimate. Trundled back to the loo with locked kneecaps and finished doi...
All characters are over the age of 18 years old and all players are consenting adults. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - OLD MRS SPENCER Sandra Spencer was my most regular customer. She would come for a massage every day if Nurse Adams could fit her into my schedule. Like so many women born in the 1940s, she witnessed the sexual revolution...
Bridget had just told Paul that his father was dead. The young, somewhat awkward and nerdy nineteen year-old could hardly believe it. Less than a week ago Josh, his father, and Bridget, his father's younger girlfriend, had gone on vacation in Mexico together. Bridget had returned two days early looking very pale and upset, bearing the sad news that his fat...
The wind was growing stronger, coming over the little skiff's port beam now in gusts over thirty knots, and the old fisherman working the worn wooden tiller looked back over his left shoulder at the wall of black cloud that had been chasing him since noon. He cast a practiced eye on the approaching headland, then looked down to measure the color of the water...
Halloween night is not only for candy but also for sex. George sat in a bar on Halloween night having a drink and minding his own business. He hated Halloween. Sipping a beer, he impatiently waited for the stroke of nine-o-clock, when all the trick or treaters went home for the night to examine and eat their collected cache of candy. Then, finally, he could...