"Get the fuck out of my face!" I screamed at my Master. Usually I would never do something like this, but I was just too pissed off to care today. "Bitch, you know not to scream at me like that!" He responded with a slight anger in his voice, his eyes flashing. "Why didn't you pick me up!" I screamed back, glaring. "I told you I was busy!" He had moved...
Iris unclipped her ID badge and dropped it on the desk as she strode out of the Radiology department. Her white coat flapping, she ignored the farewells of the receptionists and headed out towards her car. It had been a hard day, with two patients to whom she had had to give very bad news and she needed to get home, have a glass of wine and relax. She took o...
Daisy lay in bed, still feeling humiliated. Her mother had marched her into the bathroom, still half-naked, and stood over her as she had taken a pregnancy test she always kept in the house for emergencies. In stark contrast to the fantasy she had had the other week, in which she had emptied her bladder on her mother's face, she felt extremely embarrassed a...
ALTHOUGH THE BAR was unusually busy for a Wednesday night, Kat and her closest friends had managed to snag a booth in the back corner. The reclaimed wood table was dimly lit by trendy Edison bulbs and completely out of the way -- the perfect place to talk about anything and everything, which is exactly what they had been doing for some time before Gus arrive...
So, You're Gonna Fuckin Die: A Self-Help Manual Andrew J. Kolesar, N.A.M.D. Copyright © - 12-17-2001 After hearing that my ex-wife was dying of cancer (which was a lie of course) I was encouraged to write a self-help manual. * * * * * Do you smell that putrid stench of something rotting? Does it seem like you're the only one who can smell it? Does it f...
"When the chips are down, what can you do but dig a little deeper into the dumpster?" - Albert Robeson I guess you could say it was like any other story of two people searching for warmth in the cold night, except perhaps for the fact that Albert and Marianne found themselves sharing the same cardboard box in a dark alley off of Seventy-Third Street. Yeah,...
I stood there, in the cold night. My hands weren't numb, but my feet were getting there. My jacket was zipped up and my hat was damp from the light shower that lasted only a few minutes and had just stopped. "Man, this has to be stupid…" I thought to myself. "She's going to think I'm some stalker…then she'll start to scream....." I could see my breath as I...
HE LAY WITH his eyes closed and took inventory. He didn't feel too bad considering; a mild headache which could go either way when he grew brave enough to open his eyes. Thank God it was Sunday and he could enjoy the hangover if it kicked in. He lay on his side facing away from her, facing the window. He opened his eyes and blinked at the corona around the...
I live in a subdivision that has many homes built exactly alike. The home straight across the street was the same exact model as mine except it had the reverse layout that mine did. This meant that all the windows and doors were straight across from each other. I never gave any thought to this until the home across the street was sold. The new owner was a wo...
“School Disco!” Friday night, doors open 8.30 FREE ADMITTANCE (Anyone wearing a school uniform.) I read the poster, which was advertising our favourite night-club, again. Immediately, I rang my friend, Shelly. “ We are going to have so much fun on Friday. P.J.s’, night-club, is having a special night, and we will get the chance to dress up as schoolgi...