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...
The heady scent of golden wheat, burning wood and fallen leaves, mingles with the far off scent of the sea. The fragrances of autumn drift gently through the air, my nostrils flare ever so slightly as I breathe deeply into my lungs. The moon is as round and orange as a ripe pumpkin. A giant orb hanging low and bright in the sky; its glow matches the glow in...
**This story was an attempt at writing a short story. So some of the explanations are sketchy, but still entertaining. I was inspired by an idea my husband had for ghost story. Also, special thanks go out to "The Chauffeur" for being my proof-reader, editor, and cheerleader, all wrapped up in one.** ***** “Donnie!” Laura called out as she quickly sat up in...
A spasm of hurt rippled through me with such suddenness that I was almost certain it showed on my face, but I tried to control my expression, keep everything about me neutral and cold - aloof and detached. I stared up at Sambo, blinking back the burning sensation of tears. "You liar..." I said through gritted teeth, my fists were clenched, nails digging i...
It was moving day into our new home. Our house was a somewhat isolated two-story in the interior of a cul-de-sac with a large pie-shaped lot. Because of the lay-out of the street we did not have neighbors immediately to our west, and the developer built a high block fence along that border. The backyard backed against a high-tension power line right-of-way,...
I He probably didn’t know what she was doing (or maybe she made sure he knew) when Lady would run out to the can with one of her dildos. She would come out with her personal dildo... black with an undulating contour, rippled with black veins. The varnish was slightly less shiny at the end from its visceral explorations. She would put it under my nose gettin...
Driving to my first day of college I pull out my Diamond picturesque Bic lighter and spark my blunt filled with Mr. Nice Guy Kush. I'm anxiously nervous for my arrival to the University of Houston. Will I like my classes? What will the workload be like? Will I meet my future husband here? So many thoughts drive my mind as I drive this car toward my next jour...
The trio entered into a small room which had another door facing them. This other door was opened and they could see the immensity of the other room through this door. The minute they entered the small room, the door behind them slid shut noiselessly. There was nothing else to do now except to walk toward the opened door. It was clear to Vincent that they...
They were now moving through the region where Lomac had spent most of his life. They were thus warned well in advance when they came either to a river or when they had to cross a trail. But Lomac did find it very strange that up to now they hadn't yet met anyone from his village. "Hunters from my village always come this far north in search of games. We sho...
4 I woke up to a familiar searing pain in my left shoulder; the one that had hit the wall when I charged the Batter. I blinked my eyes into focus my arm and shoulder were wedged into the couch cushions. My right foot wedged into the corner I had slept as twisted up as a tasty twizzler. I straightened out and stretched a deep unattractive stretch and scratch...