"And over here is the Exercise Room." The building manager, Kyle Poirer, led me thru the apartment laundry room and gestured me through a door on the far side. It couldn't be called a "gym", but the small room was well-equipped for a good workout. A stationary bicycle, a stair-simulator thing, a rowing machine, and the universal contraption of weights and...
*If you're looking for a quick read, you might want to try another contest offering. This is one of those stories where, because you're not sure where it's going when you sit down to write, it meanders before coming back to a satisfying conclusion. In the newspaper business, some us would call it an epic as it features a lot of words. Hell, in a newspaper,...
I enjoyed writing "The Norwegian Made Me Do It," and this is a sequel told from a different point of view. Reading that one first will help, and so will reading "Crazy Gina." But, of course, this one stands alone, too. Gina's sort of a different narrator than Shannon, that's for sure. Enjoy. * * * Shannon really, really shouldn't have told me about her...
Bennie, age 21, lived on his own for the first time in his life. It was his first night in his new apartment. He had lived with his parents, Joanna and Chris Smart until just today. This was the start of a new life in many ways for him. Bennie, or Ben as most people called him, worked as a telecommunications tech for a local phone service. It was his first...
Ugh. Colleagues are the same everywhere. It's a disillusioning discovery that cattiness, in-fighting, workplace bullying and backstabbing are a thing everywhere in the universe. Even when the boss is a literal bag of slime. I mean, everyone has the kind of colleagues who foist upon them a john who's a six feet tall, five-legged, barnacle-faced slug as re...
I stared at the house with some apprehension from the driver's seat of my little Honda Fit. The car was stuffed to the brim with my belongings, and that was the house I was about to schlep them into. I had just pulled up. The sun was shining. The late August temperature was still warm but not sweltering. It was an excellent day to move into a new place in a...
Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is...
Chapter 1 Mark Weaver closed the door of the tiny booth and sat on the vinyl-covered chair. His hands were shaking as he placed a ten-dollar bill face up beneath the flashing green arrows in the bill acceptor. The instant that the bill was swallowed the video screen he was facing lit up. The upper right-hand corner displayed the numeral "1" showing that...
Scott had his girlfriend Janet up on make-out mountain, doing what every 23 year old boy would do with a hot brunette 20 year old and that's make out and try to have sex. He was running his fingers through her hair while the two were sucking face. Sliding their tongues into each other's mouths. She felt his tongue ring slide over her tongue, making her quive...
Labor Day weekend was coming up fast. I was really excited, Billy was taking me on a trip to Las Vegas. I had never been there before and couldn’t wait to go. We had a room reservation at the Bellagio from Thursday to Monday. I wasn’t working at the time, so I had no problem getting away. I was also still living at home, but since I was 18, and my parents ha...