Authors Note, This story was inspired by the London 2012 Olympics. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. All characters in the story are created by myself and any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This story is the second part however it should be able to be read as a stand alone story. Big thanks go out to Sanidia for edit...
The fact that it wasn't really my fault (honest - it wasn't) didn't seem to mean a damn thing to my wife. She decided to punish me anyway and in doing so she just may have ended our marriage. I have two problems, neither of which I can do anything about. The first is relatively minor and easily controlled - I can't hold my liquor. I have a low tolerance for...
I'd slept fitfully after Gloria's surprising – I guess that shocking would more accurately describe it – pronouncements the night before. To say that my feelings were ambiguous would be an understatement. Desire and arousal on one hand fought with abject fear on another. Excitement at the thought of at last realizing my innermost desires coupled with the re...
"By way of deception, thou shalt do war." You can call me Lubna, I'm pretty straight forward in terms of my background. Born of a forbidden romance between a Lebanese Maronite Christian Phalange commander and Shi'ite daughter of a senior Amal activist and politician. I was born into shame, secrecy and war. Being the fruit of such a union makes me a dark fig...
Jennifer's resolve to run in a marathon meant that her training followed a plan and Chip was proud that she was sticking to the program. It did mean that there were many early days with extended runs. The results were impressive, her times to complete the different phases of training dropped by ten percent. Chip lost weight in the process. It would help in t...
All characters involved in this story are of at least 18 years of age. All characters involved in this story are original creations of the author. Any resemblance to any real person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Please do not post anywhere else without author permission. Thank you! ***** Of all the sensations in the world, few compare to that...
I've been friends with Cindy for almost six years. I was a bridesmaid at her wedding two years ago and we have had a close relationship that hasn't been adversely affected by her marriage. In fact I find her husband Ryan charming and likeable in his own right. And he's never tried to hit on me, which is a first for any of the men I've known in Cindy's life....
The drive to my place was mostly quiet. Despite the many questions circling my thoughts I didn't want to push Cay to answer them all right away. She sat staring out the passenger window with her dark black hair lined over her eyes, hiding herself from my view. It left me anxious to connect with her again. She was a wall that I could not break through. Thirty...
Janet stopped and stared at her husband Dave. For a moment she thought he was going to strike her, it was something he had never done but the thought passed her mind briefly. The look in his eyes was intense, he had both hands on her shoulders, holding her back slightly. She saw the mixture of anger, but there was something else. _ All the way home Janet...
Hauling the body of her old man, I followed Mimi out toward the bottom of the cliffs behind Helmsley Mansion. We got to the spot where she wanted him buried and I proceeded to dig a hole while Mimi watched and waited. "Big and wide," she had instructed of the grave I was to dig. As I dug deeper into the ground, I couldn't help but wonder if Mimi was up to s...