Chapter 17 Val & Joe Do Some Lines The weekend following their return from eloping, Val's parents threw a party, ostensibly for them, but Val knew it was really a business meeting for her father, who was seldom doing anything else, the real party would be held during the Christmas holidays, with the entire families of Joe and Val attending; in effect,...
November 1981 Sally Johnson paced the floor at the massive old funeral home where in a few hours her stepfather, Ted Bissett, would be eulogized before being buried at the huge cemetery nearby. Sally was waiting for Ted's best friend Matt to arrive with something that might make the day go a little better. The previous days had been emotionally draining f...
Part 1 of 3: Jimmy is a stoic man who hasn't taken many chances in his life. He enjoys partying and getting laid when he can, but things are about to change. His friends turn lost chances into one-night stands, a lucky coin puts him on the path to sudden wealth, the woman of his dreams seems to be within his grasp, and all he has to do is survive the wrath o...
"Welcome back to the Club, Sue. I've just thought up the most fabulous game for us to play..." *** Jean always went to the Club alone. She was not ashamed, precisely. It was just that none of them understood. She knew that Ororo, Betsy, and even Jubilee went there, but they were just looking for a good time. They'd bought into Emma's snares. Jean, she kn...
I was finding it hard to concentrate on my picture... the creaking sounds from the box spring grew louder with each passing moment, making it harder and harder to keep my crayons inside the lines. I didn't have long to finish my coloring, maybe another minute or two but it was already the prettiest unicorn I'd colored yet, and surely they'd be happy. I strug...
Marrakech The minaret's shadow was short and distinct in the early afternoon sun. The blackness spread over the pavement obscuring a figure that staggered as if drunk as it dodged past a group of young women dressed in djalabas, their faces hidden under the hoods. Of course, Hamid wasn't drunk. He'd not had a drop to drink, although this was something he i...
Hunger Games Friday night out clubbing is kinda of a tradition, we always start out the night at the same club. On Friday nights I go with my roomie Ricky, we start with a few drinks then we go our own way. "Hey Carla, aren't you ready yet!" Ricky said as he was breathing down my neck, in the bathroom. "Don't fucking start Ricky, I don't want to get into...
Jill Barnes paced nervously on the front porch of her large secluded suburban home near Dallas. In one hand, she sipped a margarita, while she smoked a cigarette with the other. Music from the party blasted through the house and into the back yard, and, from the TV room downstairs came loud sounds from a group watching a college football game, the final ga...
Ever since the crack epidemic in the late 80s, the black community has seen some tough times in Washington, D.C. Gun violence, drug abuse and prostitution was a daily occurrence in the streets. It was hard for single mothers since most black men in the hood were getting locked up, strung out on drugs or in prison. They had to do what they had to do to surviv...
Jake lightly tapped at the door before entering Brittany’s stateroom. Pushing the door open slowly, he entered the bedroom, noticing she was covered. “Hey Sleepyhead.” He spoke softly. “We’re getting ready to go out for dinner. Thought you might like to join us.” Brittany scurried to the bathroom to get a quick shower before dressing. After fixing her hair...