One phone call changed the entire course of my life. I was a successful businesswoman and at the age of 28 I had a multimillion dollar businesses. I was recently featured in the top 30 businesswomen under 30. I was offered 50 million dollars by a conglomerate that was looking to increase their portfolio. I turned it down as I enjoyed the power and influenc...
There would be longish pauses now and again when the Reverend Herbert Watkins appeared to be elsewhere or at least his mind did. It might be mid conversation and for a minute or so and often much longer his eyes would appear to glaze as total distraction set in. Parishioners had become used to it. One or two had been warned about the phenomenon when first i...
Jake stared at the misty shadow, now what? According to Rasmir he was the only one who could defeat the evil what ever it was. Then again as Rasmir had said, the legends weren't that clear, especially the side part of it. "The fact that I can see you means you are magical with the talking and all," Jake was getting a little miffed why the hell wouldn't they...
Claire knew it was three-forty. She knew because she had just checked the clock a few seconds ago, but she looked anyway. It was three-forty. She had already closed what she'd been working on, so she opened a couple of spreadsheets to clutter the screen. She picked a paperclip - a fancy one with a red no-slip plastic coating - from the magnetic dispenser t...
I owe the conception of this story to homealone_447's The Attic. I consider this to be an indirect sequel, in that character's from that story are in the background here and it largely adheres to the alien's method of propagation. The rest is my doing, enjoy. * Denise stood vigilant, looking outside her window, observing her neighbor, Rebecca. Only a few d...
Chapter 6: One of Us Donnie's Story Dee Dee and I broke some of the news to Andrew tonight. We told him the short-term important stuff anyway. It was all he really needed to know to make a decision about us. Dee Dee and I have been debating about the rest. She hardly believes it herself and sees no reason to involve Andrew yet. But I believe it. And Andr...
The week progressed and I was still thinking about my secret Halloween fuckfest. I've always considered myself a straight male but my session seemed to keep popping up in my mind. It was an unusual experience that not too many men can say they've had an opportunity to participate in and enjoy; which I surely did. My dilemma was whether to tell my wife or n...
Not Tonight Dear, I Have Writer’s Block Bob Locke was a writer, or so he told himself. In his spare time he taught English to a bunch of kids who weren’t in the least bit offended by double negatives, dropping ‘g’s, or splitting their infinitives. He couldn’t believe the kids he was teaching were going to be running his planet in a few years. He lay in bed...
Heather looked very sad when he walked out of the bathroom, two minutes later. "I don't understand it." She said. "Why can't you make the same mistake with me you made with those other girls?" "Because I've made it too many times. You have seen where it has gotten me so far." "I just don't see where one more time would be that bad." "Are you hearing you...
It was getting late and the party was showing signs of winding down. One by one our guests said their good-byes and took their leave until, by 2 AM, only myself, my husband David, and our best friend Jesse were left sitting at the small bar tucked in the corner of the dining room. The three of us were contemplating the last shimmering red jello shot that rem...