Damn, it was hot. I thought I was going to roast to death in the passenger car of that train; traveling to Missouri in the summer seemed like a good idea when I was desperate for any work, but now I was reconsidering my journey from eastern Pennsylvania. The open windows brought a blistering hot breeze along with enough cinders to choke me. Getting off at th...
I didn't want to turn to a life of crime; it was necessary to draw out my target. Gateway City had a new and cagey criminal. ME! I called myself simply, Chuck. I wanted to use the name of an old pulp and radio magician, but I respected the character too much. Even so, I appropriated the look. I dressed like a Vaudeville trickster, tuxedo, cape, top hat, and...
I want to thank Beauteous for creating the characters and the setting for this story – essentially, she wrote the most important parts. I had the easy part to write: the SEX! A good time was enjoyed by all…J Angelina shivered, although the room was not cold. James stood at the entrance of the bedroom, waiting. Max sat heavily on the bed, removing his socks...
After living in my apartment for about a year, the last six months were very quiet because of no upstairs tenants. My apartment is the mirror of the one above, consisting of a half flat. The other side had the same arrangement, but were not connected having four apartments total in my building. One day before leaving for work, I meet a great pair of legs car...
We'd been on smile and swing terms for a few months, our daughters were the same age, his about two, mine a month or so younger, I had never seen him with a wife or girlfriend, or boyfriend come to that. And my so called husband had left me (though luckily not us, not completely) so long ago I'd forgotten what it was like to be in a relationship. We went to...
This happened in Thailand. At least I think it did. My British editor John Clemmons, deciding that I needed a change of scenery, offered me the use of his chalet there for three weeks. Their rainy season is now over, he said, so it's the best time to visit. Trade your cold Chicago winter for the lush green tropics. I had just gone through a bitter divorce f...
Who, what, where, when, why? Have I lost the trail again? Have I lost myself in the moment and forgotten how to breathe? How to think? How to remember? This is all I know in those panicked minutes. That they come, moments when I lose my grip and tumble, and that I have to focus, focus, focus. When I find myself in a car, in a bed, in a room, and I find nothi...
A Few Stolen Days Chapter 4: The Deck The day of travel to the cabin had been glorious. The sky bright and sunny but the mountain temperatures moderate and the scenery was outstanding. And Travis mused to himself that the Great Smoky Mountains were pretty too. He hardly had time to look, his eyes had been fixed on Brandi through the day. The flowery dress...
Chrissy sat by the phone waiting. He was already two hours late and not a word. She had tried his mobile phone but it seemed to be turned off, and his home phone wasn't answering either. This wasn't the first time he had stood her up on a date, but she had made up her mind that it would be the last. Tonight was her night and she was going to make the most of...
We met at the hotel bar. This incredibly striking woman walked over to me, smiling at me as if she knew me. "Don't sit alone," she invited, " Come and sit with us." She took my arm as if we were old friend, and seeing her contagious smile, I decided to go along with it. She led me to a table in a corner of that room. Upon looking around, I felt almost lik...