This story began loosely based on real events. It has unfortunately turned into Fiction. All names have been changed to protect the not-so innocent. It may help to read the previous chapters of this story but is probably not essential. It's been two years since the last installment, but somehow life got in the way and I had to stop working on it. All charact...
[December 2019] The pharmacist avoided his face before answering. Her pause made her awareness clear. The silence between them palpable despite the surrounding ambience of shoppers and registers. Spencer could tell that the older brunette employee knew full well why he was asking about the accuracy of their pregnancy tests. Even if she hadn't been inquired...
Hello folks, we're at part five now! Did not seriously expect to continue this thing, but somehow or other, I'm doing it. Not sure when this train ride will come to an end—at part eight? Nine? But rest assured, that I do plan on resolving the plot threads that I've laid out, and that there will be a (hopefully) satisfying conclusion. Don't worry—I've been...
***I was on the train and saw a guy holding a large painted self-portrait. He was tall, with dark hair, a choker collar and looked vaguely Asian. His painting conveyed both anger and sadness. This is how I imagined his story.*** Akira pulled out the folded piece of paper from his pocket. On a 24 inch by 36 inch canvas, depict How I See Myself in acrylic...
As the Summer was wearing on, I decided to bring up the subject of Mrs. Anderson with Sheila. Sheila and I were lying in bed together just chatting after one of our numerous sex sessions. "When is your mom coming back for a visit," I asked her while trying to act as nonchalant as possible. Naturally, she wanted to know why I was asking so I told her I was...
Helen Fernley had kissed her husband as he left for work then she had dressed herself, sorted out the two girls and done the school run. At 26 years of age she had the perfect life as a regular churchgoer, wife and mother whose husband's earnings meant that she had no need to work. But something was missing. Helen felt that she needed some excitement, some...
The next morning, his escort arrived: a pair of armed men knocking at the door. "Armed" in this sense meaning with short swords. Their clothing was close enough to what might be expected of a modern military man, but Evan noted with no small amount of interest the lack of firearms. Maybe that was just because he wasn't seen as a threat; maybe the guns were e...
Emmie paced around the small room rather fretfully, wondering what on earth she was going to do. She desperately wanted into the sorority that she'd applied to, even though she'd known from the getgo that it required its freshmen members to sexually satisfy the frat brothers of a neighboring house. That fact was the worst kept secret on campus. But every gir...
Princess, We'll be staying at my place this Friday. Coat with nothing under it again, put your hair in a ponytail this time. I heard you had a good time this weekend, pool party sounds like it must have been a ball. I'll pick you up at 4:30. Your Lancelot * * * * * Todd picked her up on Friday, the conversation during the ride centered around the pool pa...
Leili looked down from the hilltop at a welcome sight. The Burg looked peaceful in the large forest meadow bathed in moonlight. The warm glow of lights in windows beckoned weary travelers from the dangerous paths in the gigantic red and gold forest that stretched for miles in every direction. Fall was well underway and the nights were getting wickedly cold....