I am just tired of all your complaining Jenn, nothing is ever right with you. Why are you so prickly, why can't you just go with flow more? Why do you keep on pushing? Pushing with these junior college courses, pushing with doing extra things at work in the hope you might get a promotion. Hell, they aren't going to promote a girl from the Southside to a mana...
Tales from Behind the Bar # 1: On the Radio Hey good evening how ya doin? Welcome to the Midnight Bar and Grill. I’m Sam the owner. My wife and I built this place from nothing 15 years ago. I think she’d be proud of it now God rest her soul. Anyway Mr. Bishop told me to expect you from time to time. I see you already got your notepad and pencil ready. He se...
Having breakfast with a rival assassin turned out to be much more cordial than I would have expected. In fact, I'd even describe it as pleasant. Not a single bullet fired, not a single drop of blood shed. I have a theory for this-- bacon brings people together. Even people who are paid to kill other people. We made quite the pair, two contract killers shar...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison, my cool editors – for their endless patience (I keep on making the same mistakes. I never learn). $$$$$$$$$$$$ Loneliness is a hole. It swallows everything until nothing matters. What does it matter if you...
I sat in my favourite armchair, reading the newspaper, but a serious distraction invaded my eyes, in the form of Katia, who was laying the table for dinner. When she leaned over the table to reach something in its centre, her tiny pleated skirt rose up to the lace tops of the white stockings which sheathed her long, long legs. I knew that she would be wearin...
I do not own WWE nor any likenesses or trademarks nor do I know the wrestlers in the story. Championship Confections was the finest candy and dessert catering business in New York, if not the entire east coast. They covered birthday parties, business functions, and other various events and made every sweet treat from A to Z all by hand with time, love, sinc...
With no sleep last night, both Alexis and I slept on the flight home. Alexis slept turned slightly toward me with her head on my shoulder and a hand on my crotch and I fell asleep with my head resting on her head. I woke with a start about an hour from home. My mouth was hanging open. I opened my eyes and looked around to see if anyone had caught that undign...
The next morning was Friday April 17, and I over slept. Leaping up out of bed, I yanked on last night's clothes and didn't bother to eat on my mad dash to make my 9 AM English class. I made it just as the stocky professor began her lecture, but without any food in my stomach. By the time the class ended, I was starving. At the student center, I loaded my t...
It was with some trepidation that I approached the place. A casual observer, on seeing me tentatively push through the doors, might have thought that I had no business there, or that I wasn't a customer, and may have instead assumed that I was going there merely to repair a vending machine or a cash register. Still, needs must, and I had to start somewhere....
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 21 Shirley St. Martin smiled as she; Theresa Weinstein and Briah Weinstein stood in the Bridal Boutique of Babbage's Department Store and waited for Caitlin Weinstein to come out. Theresa looked uncomfortable and haggard and Briah looked s...