My travels resumed with a vengeance. The following Friday I returned to find Linda having her period. Uncomfortable and irritable, she invoked the "if I can't have it, neither can you" model of familial relations. I flew off again. She picked me up at the Marta station the next Friday. "Jack, you don't look too good." "It must have been the lunch I ate. I'...
Perhaps Stephen was surprised that it started with him face down. Unable to move. Restrained at every limb. A hood over his head. And a room that was very, very cold. I guess I don't know if anything ever really surprised Stephen though; he was fairly calculated and thoughtful, sometimes difficult to read. I told him, though, that it was only a matter of ti...
One of my favorite authors on this site is misterstan, mostly for how he is able to show the relative powerlessness inherent in some relationships. In the stories he published here, the female characters tend to be on the mean side. Lately, however, he's been writing amazing stories under the name Ben Boswell on that giant corporate site that sells everythin...
There comes a time in every man's life when he stands at the brink of a precipice. He must decide whether to do what is right for him, a good idea, or what is right for her. Trevor had reached this point. He stood there in the driving rain, trying to decide whether to break her heart, which was best, or let her keep on believing that she was the one that he...
The adventure I'm about to describe happened in spring 2000 when Jon had to go to Morocco on a business trip. He managed to get a few days holiday and took me along with him. * The journey over there was quite uneventful except for me letting one or two people see what I wasn't wearing under my dress. The flight took off late evening England time and it ha...
It had been a long time since I had gone out and done anything social; a very long time. Six months prior, my girlfriend of three years, Jessica, and I had decided to part ways. Not long before we broke up, we had been talking of marriage, kids, a house, pets. Something I had said had driven her from me. Don't get me wrong, we had a very communicative relati...
Loving her has been easy since we'd met, making love to her was nervous but electric those first few times, as we discovered each other, explored each other and found out what each of us liked, needed, wanted and felt... then it became the most natural thing and has been so ever since. We have shared one attitude about everything connected with our lovemakin...
~Third Night~ Consequences Balogh László was pissed off. Not about the task as such, although he had had better things to do than carrying his arse through half the city in the middle of an autumn night and running errands. No, it had been the implication which had been wrapped into Albert's order. "Balogh goes" had meant "You are responsible for her train...
The sea has always fascinated me. The way the waves flow over the water. The amazing colours help focus your mind and bring a sense of calmness, inner peace and clarity. I have always loved just sitting on the beach in the same place watching the sea for hours on end. It's the closest thing to paradise or heaven. I suppose that's why I enjoyed helping Chris,...
Chapter 9: Remembering Duty Junie tried to move silently in the pale, early morning light as she made the coffee. When Bob came out from his and Donna's room, he paused and looked at her, his eyes measuring. Junie smiled and spoke softly, "Good morning. Could I pour you a cup of coffee?" "Yes, that would be nice." Junie poured the cup full and presented it...