Nowadays anyone with $300 can go down to a good electronics store or even Wal-Mart and pick up a camcorder with rudimentary editing capabilities and a menu of special effects, but when I was in school, video recorders were still almost the stuff of science fiction, extremely expensive, and the movie camera still reigned. I was sitting at a small café table...
'Because you have been so amazingly helpful'...the note began, on the richest and creamiest of stationaries, in a flawless hand.... 'In fact, your advising on this project has been—and I say this sincerely—'incalculable'— almost 'invaluable'—I want to give you a token of my most grateful appreciation.... If you will forgive me, I have taken a certain liberty...
The new house was the perfect way to start the new life he had since the divorce was final. Joe felt like a tremendous burden had been lifted from his shoulders as he signed the papers and walked out a free man. He and his ex didn't have any children so it was concluded pretty quickly. For the following five years he thought they were going to spend the res...
"I'll take a deluxe bacon cheeseburger with fries and a double Stoli martini on the rocks." The corner of my mouth curled in a smile as I listened to Jack's order. Some things never change. I turned to the waitress. "I'll have the Chef's Salad, please, and a sparkling water with lime," I said. Jack leveled his gaze at me and smirked. "I don't know about...
A Note To The Reader: This fictional story contains male / male sexual situations. If you find this offensive then it is strongly suggested that you read no further. Scene One: "The Threesome" I noticed that she was trembling as she took my hand. I glanced at her angelic face. She smiled a nervous but eager smile. I was sure that my expression mirrored he...
All text and dialogue is translated from French. * Daniel had first glimpsed Andrée at the beginning of the occupation, when it was still all about students. She had stood on the steps of the Sorbonne, that great institution of French Enlightenment, and hollered through a megaphone that the French Enlightenment was full of shit, and that they would rise up...
Another night to remember with Avril If you missed the first chapter and would like to catch up, it's also in Celebrities under Love. Lust. Lost. (Ch. 01). Thanks! The ear-shattering shriek of the alarm clock man-handled me out of the deepest sleep. The room was still blanketed in blackness and a sheen of sweat coated my skin. I reached out and fumbled f...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE] * Irene had been working at the Norris Agency in LA for years. She had seen it all, done it all, hired them all, fired them all. But what walked in off the street that day was, well, a first. In her office off Wilshire Boulevard was an elderly couple. They identified the...
Saturday - February 18, 2006 Authors note: The root of this story is in Chapter 01 - Blondes in pursuit of black guys. This is the seventh day of a fourteen-day vacation where fantasy has become reality. It is taking place on the island of Jamaica. What else do the stars have for me the remaining days here in paradise? If you have already read previous chap...
This is my second series. I kind of churned this section out so hopefully you'll enjoy. There may be more to come if the interest seems strong. I've got an outline for future entries. As always, I appreciate all feedback and/or criticism. ********** The little brats in the seats just weren't going to behave this afternoon. They were probably still not f...