Sometime in the Future "Get up, piece of shit!" Nik cursed. Bone cracked sickeningly in the air. A hard knee struck home on the man's jaw. "Don't pay your bill, you've got to deal with me. Understood?" Nik spat on the sobbing patron. The man laid out on the dirty alleyway. Cowering in fear, he tossed his wallet onto the ground. The tall, muscular gaijin...
No realities were predictable that day, not the day I learned that my ever loving wife was a whore. Praise whatever gods you idolize when your life moves onward effectively though haphazardly. Forget reality. Take it from me, you don't want to experience reality or an orderly process of fate. If only I could turn the clock back to a time before I demanded...
Angelina leaned back against the padded seat. It was so peaceful here, listening to the splash of the oars and the ripple of the water around the boat. No father shouting, no servants running about, no sisters all chattering at once; just her and the boat and the lake ... and him. She let her hand trail in the cool water and closed her eyes. If only this w...
The new apartment was fine. Not nice, not really great, it was fine. By now Burton had lived in enough three-flat buildings in this city to recognize that they were all basically the same-- a living room up front with big windows, skinny hallway with a dining room and bathroom along one side, then a kitchen and the bedroom in back. The long narrow lots prett...
In a dark so deep that not even the shadows can creep, comes a light from off in the distance. Its brilliance is comforting; a presence that overwhelms the senses and gives a feeling that can only be explained as home. Moving towards it is the only way to fix the discomfort caused by standing exposed in a space so alone, so foreign. As I move closer the sour...
(This takes place after Chrissy: Challenge Accepted. Chrissy is Nick's best friend's wife. If you want more background, please check out Good Friends Make Better Lovers under my author tab to see how this all began. Thank you to Hissub1111 for her help in this series and to those who support me through reading. BTW, you will notice there are times in the st...
I often find myself drifting in and out of my head, sometimes for minutes at a time, totally unaware of what's going on around me; my body functioning automatically without whilst my mind is away. I wonder if everybody else does the same. Usually when I drift away it's because of nothing in particular... I'll find myself trying to remember the name of an act...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side, Angie Baby - Angie Baby, you're a special lady Living in a world of make-believe Well, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories is...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, unless they are in the public forum, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention, outside of historical events, and have not been based on any...
It was the first night of Hanukah, and although I had plenty candles, I had forgotten to lite my Menorah. A few days ago, I had placed an ad in Craigslist, "fit attractive, 60-year-old divorced white male, seeking an attractive, intelligent, female, for safe sexual activities." I had placed some similar ads in the past and while I had received a few response...