We were back in L.A on the day of the Emmys. Victoria and I were both excited as well as nervous as hell. Winning would do wonders for both of our careers and would allow us to maybe have a little more freedom. I was also secretly hoping that it would get me some faith at the network. That they may ease up just a bit but I found that to be incredibly unlikel...
Well, I was at home now, all by myself on a Friday night, which was not how it all started. Unfortunately my own stupidity along with two of my girlfriends had put me in a position that I was not too happy with, but I appeared that I had lost control of part of my life this night. I was scared, nervous, pissed off and slightly horny. Afraid of my boss most...
This is a continuation of the story "Wife gets pregnant" posted on "Loving Wives" a couple of months back Al and his wife Ann, and her infidelity. For an overall understanding, if you haven't already read that story, I would suggest you do so. Most of these stories are factual based on how it was related to me. Names have been changed to protect the innocent...
Part 3—He tries to help her move on... The next several weeks were a little difficult for Diana Maitland and John Wayne because he was at the studio off and on going to various pre-production meetings, and they would occasionally run into each other, always when other people were around as well, and they had to act as nothing more than acquaintances. They w...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (20.5 min/mp3) * * * * * You have come into my house to design new furniture for the master bedroom. You are an artisan and have been taking measurements and making notes of the contours of my bedroom as your minds eye envisions the end result of your labours. You think I have gone downstairs to run the laundry and so you...
I was living in LA and pretty fresh out of school, not to mention pretty naive in the peripherals of human sexuality. I'd been with a few girls growing up, but nothing ridiculous. I liked going out with my buddies, and we'd drink and there was the occasional recreational use of ummm, how should we say... party favours. I liked my share of porn, and as I had...
Please lay off my faith, I thought angrily as I sat on the toilet seat inside the ladies room on the second floor of the university library. A couple of white chicks were talking trash about some Hijabi friend of theirs, her style of dress and Islamic faith apparently the focal point of their mockery. That's Canada for you. People up here smile to your face...
Lora walked in the door from work to see him sitting on the sofa, slowly taking a drink from his soda. She watched his movement as she sat down her car keys, a smile spreading across her face - almost a reminder of how long they had waited, and what it had taken to finally bring her to him. Her mind raced with memories of the past few years, the waiting, the...
"My sister is a fool." She growled. "But the Charmer is a flower with no thorns. This cannot be so." She scowled at The Unkillable. "We are agreed. Had I not seen it myself." The Unkillable sat lounging in a stuffed chair with his booted feet propped up on the back of one of the Twins. "What will we do with this one?" he looked down to the once noble lady k...
This is a true love story. I realize it may not seem so for some but for myself and those who believe as I do it is the closest that we on earth can come to paradise. Keep in mind that not everyone can believe and love in the same manner. (And please excuse my use of some very basic terminology for some body parts as I was attempting to use the language that...