Ann was at it again, warmed by her drink and passing the time alone in a crowd full of people. Her husband was off with the boy's drinking cognac and smoking cigars. She could hear his guffaws as they told each other the same jokes they had at the last party. Ann liked the parties but never seemed to fit in and usually ended up mostly intoxicated but still...
They had known each other forever, or so it seemed. John and Will had gone to high school, college, then law school together, best friends and confidantes. They enjoyed each other, they liked each other, and, most importantly, they respected each other. Throughout high school and college, they shared their visions of a perfect world, discussed what careers w...
She hadn't seen him in two years when she finally called and arranged a visit. When she arrived they went out to dinner, laughing and teasing throughout the meal, like they always had. They picked up a twelve pack on the way home. They planned to watch movies, to talk, to catch up. Things friends do after time apart. Platonic things. She wandered around...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Author's Note: Ever since a friend started working as a librarian, I've had a fantasy about accosting him in the library after hours. I decided to share it for the holiday as my first submission - enjoy! * Ryan shuffled through papers at the reference desk, trying to finish as quickly as possible so he could lock up and go home. He liked his job, sometime...
Where to start, well this letter has been well overdue, if it was not for my sexual addiction of watching x-rated porn I could honestly say that me sexy Filipina wife would not be having sex with other men to date. My addiction actually started back in 1990, after I opening a post office box to receive my mail because my home mail was not being delivered on...
A warm breeze blew over the tarmac as I waited for the plane to taxi into position. It had been six months since the coup had sent the last president into early retirement in Switzerland and I still didn't feel entirely comfortable in my new role. Unfortunately, our nation was in desperate need of foreign aid, and the Americans had terminated their transfers...
Following the progress of our ageing skirt chaser. Best to read preceding chapters to learn more about the disgraceful character described. Just to remind you, I published this story a few years ago under another ID; I have since done some re-editing in in the hope of improving it. Enjoy...comment...vote! Two more chapters to come. ***** WHAT'S IN A DRY...
We arrived at a remote campground along the shore of a small lake. No sites were occupied, so we picked the best looking one - a secluded little spot at the end of the row with a patch of sandy beach and a shaded bit of grass backed by a small berm, just the right place for a tent and just the right amount of privacy. I parked the car and stepped out to open...
It was a muggy afternoon late last summer, I'd struggled down the street to the launderette to escape the oppressive heat in my apartment. I was sat on a bench under the ancient struggling aircon unit sipping a coke when I heard it, what every inhabitant of the city had been praying for all week: the first rumble of thunder of a storm to clear the air. I mov...