In the end, our first day of work together turned out to be a mix of relief and frustration. The relief came when Nancy was able to interact with my coworkers without any embarrassing flubs. I was able to prompt her with bits of knowledge about each person but none of the conversations were very deep. If anyone noticed anything out of the ordinary, they didn...
I would love to tell you that life was a bed of roses when Rudy took me back, despite my weekend of debauchery. Life was a bed of roses when Rudy took me back. There. Now that that's out of the way, I'd like to remind you that roses are more than an enticing scent and beautiful appearance. Roses have thorns, and thorns can hurt. They can make you bleed. An...
The flight back from Venice to Paris had been a boring one, and Aisha was sure that the one from Paris to the US would be even worse. But then, she thought, maybe after all the excitement she had experienced in Venice, a little down time might not be such a bad idea. Particularly since she was almost sure that Brad would pounce on her as soon as her plane ha...
Chapter 4: Polysexuality and Marriage A happy marriage is a wonderful thing. Being happily married is the best way to be. I've been very happily married for more than two decades, I've never been divorced, and I believe monogamy is the best choice for me. Many people have of course been less fortunate. Despite my belief in the goodness of a happy marriage...
"Can I thank you? Because a girlfriend told me that wasn't the thing to say," she said. I just giggled, snogged her and fell off of her. "You're welcome," I chuckled some more, standing off of the bed. "Night's still young, champagne and a Jacuzzi?" I asked, well aware I'd see her again if I gave her the Presidential Suite in Central to solicit from whilst...
Disclaimed: I own no rights to the characters, places or world of Stardust. * Jeptha Pryor stepped off the gangplank onto the Ironcloud Airdock, hoisting the rucksack off his shoulder and dropping it hard on the wood deck. He paused, eyeing the flood of people moving in every direction across the transfer platform. Greatcoats, bustles, leather jerkins, uni...
This story is true. The town, state and names have been changed, but all of the events in this story and the ones to come are real. Swyer's Syndrome is an actual disease, and the effects I describe are actual. My Character "Jody", really has Swyer's, and she was 20 when I moved back into my childhood home. I was born in Southern Oregon and lived most of my...
Patrick. Oh Patrick. Where do I begin? That's not what I call him aloud - I have to call him Dr. James, because Patrick is what his colleagues call him. I'll never know exactly why I fell for him, or why I fell so hard. Of course I saw the ring on his finger. Of course I saw he was my superior. But I didn't care. He isn't a handsome man, my Patrick. He is...
Myself, my wife Sarah and the man she was pregnant by, Adam, had all assembled in the livingroom to discuss what Sarah termed "the situation." Our college-age daughter Jordan had just joined us. Her mother and I had never—well, not since she turned 18-hid the nature of our "open marriage" from Jordan, and now we were not about to hide from her the unexpected...
You know, I just don't get it. When I had my "little" talk with Dave, I was sure I had used those five magic words that Angela had given me to open up this conversation. You know, "Honey, we have to talk." Angela told me it was sure fire, and would get me what I wanted now more than anything I could think of. Angela was my subordinate and my best friend at...