The woman was sprawled in the middle of the lane. Peter Sheperd had to slam the brakes on to avoid running her over. The car stopped with a screech. He cried out with relieve and stared at his trembling hands. Then he thought that there was probably no difference if he had run her over or not. The woman seemed to be dead already. She was lying motionless on...
"Are we there yet?" yelled a boisterous 18-year-old as he tugged on the seatbelt that was starting to leave marks on his neck. "Soon," replied a boy, merely a year older, as his impatient fingers rattled along the steering wheel. His entire body was clammy as he fidgeted around in his seat, trying to brush off his mild frustration. "Any minute now, honestly...
She dresses in her usual attire: a white button up blouse undone to just the top of her cleavage; a black skirt and matching blazer; black, sheer stockings, and black pumps. Her make up is done in a professional manner finished nicely with red lipstick. Her red hair is done up in a bun with wispy stray hairs hanging down on the side and in back. She takes on...
The cabin was much as Grandpa had described it, on a peaceful lake, surrounded by woods, and with Adirondack furniture on the porch. What he didn't describe very well was the interior, which contained two well-worn cots with stained sheets, a wobbly table with four rusty folding chairs around it, and a kitchen that included, amongst other things, an old man...
A continuation of Friends go swimming... Notes: Second submission, Please read Friends go swimming before you read this. I am very pleased with how the first story turned out. I could never do this without your support and advice. Seriously, I thought my first story would be hated and I would be so disappointed, I thought wrong. Well here is the story; ther...
A bright, sunny afternoon in Los Angeles had faded into a cool, cloudy night. After a day of studio work that started when the sun rose, Anna Kendrick left the building and looked up at the dark sky as the clock passed ten. "Another day gone," she thought to herself as she walked towards her Honda Accord. "You've been reliable but this girl needs a thrill,"...
Rachel was a slim brunette. I'd met her when she'd delivered pizza while I was playing sex games with Sue, a previous partner, and when Sue'd gone off to get married, Rachel wanted to play more games. She was sort of an exhibitionist, in that she liked being seen, but she didn't like the idea of being naked in public or anything like that. We'd agreed that...
I live on the 13th floor in a tall apartment building in Manhattan. A really tall apartment: Forty stories. That works out well, because I'm tall – 6' 4". Bad joke. Never mind. Anyway, there are tradeoffs to living like this, good and bad. For example, I don't have a backyard, or a front yard. On the one hand I miss not having the greenery, or the chance to...
"Jetzt schmoll doch nicht die ganze Zeit", sagte mein Vater und starrte mich genervt durch den Rückspiegel an. "Vor kurzem hast du noch gemeckert, dass wir nicht in den Urlaub fahren würden!" Ich antwortete nicht und sah aus dem Fenster. Draußen zogen endlose Rapsfelder vorbei, während wir über die Landstraße Richtung Ostsee fuhren. Schli...
Angela and I went to Disneyland last weekend. We took Angela's rag top and, we put the top down. We had a really great time getting there and a good time once we got there too. The traffic was horrible on the 5 all the way from our house in Hollywood to Anaheim. We passed the time by telling dirty stories to one another and listening to old rock and roll mus...