It is early on a Saturday morning, and I'm already showered and dressed for the day. My husband is still asleep, curled on his side. After all this time together the sight of him still makes my heart beat a little bit faster. I want to lean over and kiss his forehead. Instead I steel myself for the ordeal ahead of both of us. "GET UP!" I scream as I tear th...
I Fought The Law, and We Both Won...Sort Of... (c)2012 Daniel deLaire It's about 8:30 on a Thursday morning, and I am driving along the back roads, away from the highway with the others making their way to wherever it is they're off to. Most of them are headed to work. I am not. I work long, hard nights at the Kwik Mart near my house so my day, thankfully,...
I stand in a room filled with all the things that I have ever taken comfort from. Books in which I have lost myself for days, their characters now like out-grown childhood playmates. Colorful bindings, which once beckoned, are now washed out versions of their original vibrance. Their faded colors seeming to mirror my memories of the happy times we once share...
My name is Rakhor and although I have the appearance of a tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties, I am actually much more than that. I am the God of Balance, Justice and Travels. A Trickster who acts as a force of balance on a cosmic scale. When I look at the world these days, I find myself disgusted. Seriously. Women are getting out of control a...
Hello, this short story presents a (my) conclusion to the two stories - "Something We Have to Talk About" by nici - which is the original story line. And the companion story - "Nothing To Talk About" by poorrichard. I was intrigued by nici's concept of the story, but it left me hanging in "mid-mind". Then poorrichard added his version of how the principle ch...
Kevin was your prototypical mid 20s guy. He had a decent job and lived on his own. He had good friends and whilst he was single he didn't find any problems getting what -- or who -- he wanted in the bedroom. However he had long been fascinated by glory holes and by being serviced in them but by being the one servicing. He was convinced he was straight and l...
It was a beautiful day as Jill a 23-year-old sexy redhead was driving out in the mountains looking for a place to camp for the weekend. She had just broken up with Ronnie and was looking for a place where she could be alone and find solitude so she could think things over. She had camped out before and had everything she needed. After driving aimlessly for...
I sat staring at the figures. I'd gone over them three times with the same results. It seemed hard to believe. But it was on my calculator again in those luminous green numbers. There was a knock on my door. "Yeah" "It's Tina, you wanted to see me" "Sorry, come on in" Tina entered. She was tall, all of 5'10", slender, a runner so she had an athletic bui...
"Your honor, the uprising was contained with barely a broken finger nail," an impeccably dressed and coiffed blonde woman spoke, her voice clear, slightly husky and strong. Beside her, her client, another woman with a devil may care grin sat, slightly slumped in her chair, keen eyes darting between the judge, her counsel and the prosecutor, a rotund fellow w...
Chapter 08 – Revenge When I woke on Sunday morning my angel was still curled up next to me and everything felt right. As the sun peaked through the blinds, I could not help but think of how perfect a moment this was. I did not want to move but gladly shifted over slightly when Penny crawled into bed with Brooke and me. The three of us laid there for what fe...