He read the short note again. This would be the fifth time he had read it. It didn't change it simply read, "Your wife is cheating on you. Believe it." There was nothing on the envelope as to who sent it. But Jeff knew the note was from someone who either was his friend warning him or someone who wanted to see his wife and his marriage fall under hard time....
I wrote this story in 2002. It's 10:30 am, and my stomach is doing backflips. I'm aboard a Northwest Airlines flight into Detroit Metro Airport after a one-week business trip to California, but I'm not airsick or white-knuckled. I'm thinking about my wife, who I will see in just a few minutes at the terminal. I met Lucia at a party in college. She was a tr...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves humans at least 18 years old. Really. This is not a hot stro...
Saturday morning, already 85 degrees. Not a cloud in the sky. Lisa Tanner was glued to her cell as boyfriend Mark was getting dressed. Awaiting her neighbor Greg to text yet again the current number of party goers. His last text left things at 22 . "What if it's only 22?" She questions Mark as he leans over to tie his boots. "Then you tell Greg 22 is good...
After serving a few years in the Army I became a civilian again. My name is Greg Daley and I am 30, 6 ft tall with brown hair cut very short. I am burly and have a few war tattoos on my right and left biceps. I served in Iraq for a few months and injured myself by taking grenade shrapnel to my left knee. It left a big scar but I survived. I just couldn't run...
The bus rumbled down the road. It was mid afternoon, but the closed windows and air-conditioning kept the sun and the heat out. The bus was a mid-sized affair, with four seats per row split down the middle by an aisle. Most of the couples sat near each other; the three single men sat all the way in the back and were having an animated conversation. The sin...
"It's like I'm sliding sideways through time and space," Quentin explained. Vivienne nodded encouragingly. "You might have seen that movie Sliding Doors with Gwyneth Paltrow," he continued. "Maybe, in this continuum, it stars Renee Zellweger." "I'm sure it was Uma Thurman." "Whoever." Quentin took another sip from his beer. "Sliding sideways, she was. O...
boredom strikes! and with it a new story to concentrate creative juices on! lets hope i can focus someday and get one of these going on a regular schedule... /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ I tossed her limp, nearly lifeless body into the brig. I can't believe a simple trader like me would of e...
Here's my new work, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Notice that this is a completely new work, with no relation at all with the previous one. Thanks to JC_the_Continuer for his editing and suggestions. About past events... I'm not going to allow my life be dictated by no one but myself. ********** Rich's right hand was pinn...
An especial thank-you to Colin the dogg for editorial help. The final paragraph comes from information he supplied when he read the first draft. In addition, he talked me out of binning the whole thing. Power cut – a winter's tale. And then the lights went out... by Potsherd22 This morning I bit the bullet and dumped my girlfriend Karen. We've been toge...