Sketches in the Night I The Cop He left Homicide a little after midnight, turned east on 51st and headed towards the lake, for his apartment off South University. He rubbed his eyes, tried to wipe away the burn that had come with working thirty hours straight, then he yawned, pinched away a lacrimal tear as he pulled up to the red light at Cottage Grove. H...
Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...
David Robert stood by the window half turned so his handsome profile showed double. One side toward me and the other reflected in the window much the same way his father would when he wanted my attention. As I listened intently I remembered how my son had sold more publications than any other Boy Scout in his troop's history when he was only twelve. Then h...
Thanks to Mikothebaby for editing this story with her usual panache even though she wemt through hell this week. Thanks also to those of you who read last week's story. * * * * * * Every year at about this time, the entire country goes just a little bit basketball crazy. Okay maybe I'm understating it a tad, but it's pretty harmless isn't it? For just a l...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up...
For more background and information on the characters in this story, please read the following: What Mother-in-Law Wants Badge of Betrayal Clarissa Gets Served *WARNING* The characters and events in this story are fictional. There is frank discussion in this story about sexual abuse and rape, some of which may be discomforting. While not described in...
"Hmmm" I heard in my sleep. I couldn't make out exactly where the sound was coming from, but I knew it couldn't be far. "Mhmmm" I heard again. This time it forced me to open my eyes. I looked around and quickly realized that I was in my bedroom. I looked across the room and saw my Emmy sitting in its display case. There was no doubt where I was. The only dou...
Do not try this at home! And don't read it if you are under eighteen years old as it is a story written for adults and not kiddies and contains words of a sexual nature that you will misunderstand. Although this story is set in the same Universe as my 'Making Dreams Come True' stories and features some of the same characters and locations, you do not need to...
Renee sits in the desk next to mine. I am enchanted with the fact she has just one leg. She walks using wooden crutches and never seems to mind being 'crippled' as most people call her. "Erika," the third grade teacher says harshly and I again face forward rather than ogling Renee. Thankfully, the bell rings for lunch and I grab my brown lunch bag. "Want...
I was standing close enough to the stunningly beautiful woman to see the band of gold on the third finger of her perfectly manicured left hand as she handed the ticket agent her boarding pass. I was struck by her beauty. Her brown hair was in a conservative business woman's style. Her face, well her face would be envied by any actress or super model. The sty...