They went to the same place they always used to go before she moved to LA. It was a little Italian place just off Bowery in Nolita, the kind of place that just hunkers down with its Sinatra soundtrack and red checkered tablecloths, hoping that Chinatown wouldn't creep in and switch the marinara for hoisin before you knew it. They used to live in the neighbor...
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...
Jennifer sat in the coffee house, waiting. Her hands kept touching the cup in front of her or her hair - reflexively adjusting it, stealing glances at herself in the floor to ceiling window by her table. Men walked by with furtive glances. This was new. She got her share of attention – early thirties, slim, pale blue eyes, and shoulder length auburn hair jus...
A story of warm, sensual pleasure, a surprise revelation and superlative sex with charming, wanton women. These characters don't get nasty germs...so please be careful, people. * I own a high-end color imaging company doing business with ad agencies, graphic artists and craftsmen, producing wide-format images, high definition photos and prints, offset pri...
"Um, hello?" Ethan opened the door to see a petite brunette with a small suitcase standing on the front porch. She looked slightly familiar. She smiled up at him. "Hi, Ethan!" She waited and he continued to stare at her. "You don't know who I am," she said with a laugh. "You ought to be more careful with your invites, you never know when someone is just goi...
Abseiling back down the side of the building on a luminous cord of photons, I swing through the skylight of the restaurant's sunroom and amble up to the bar. Carrie-Anne is checking her clipboard, sipping a martini. "Could you fix me one of those, babe?" She slides the bottle my way abruptly. "Not so much of the 'babe', flyboy. Nice performance in there,...
"Can I talk to you about something?" she asked in a shy, quiet voice. "Sure, what's up?" "I've just been thinking about how you are the first guy I've gotten intimate with and I'm the first girl for you, but something seems a little off." "What do you mean off? I think we have amazing sex together." he replied. "I don't disagree, but even though we have...
She unlocked the door and he held it as he followed her inside. The dim blue light of the aquarium and street lights filtering through misaligned blinds onto the sofa and side table. Night lights illuminated the kitchen and hallway. He followed her inside and stood behind her as she slowly placed her keys in the basket by the door. The smallish, two-bedroom...
Kara was in DC for a LCSW convention. She was there alone, though she knew some people that would be there and she was looking forward to reconnecting with friends from college. The hotel was nice, it was in the Gaylord Resort at the National Harbor. Her room faced out to the water and had floor length windows. When she checked in, the first thing she did wa...
The Road to Wrestlemania isn't just something that wrestlers get to experience. Its something for the fans as well, we spend an entire year watching our favorite wrestlers shed their blood, sweat and tears while chanting along with the live crowds. This isn't a story about how I met Trish Stratus and got the Stratusfaction I so duly deserve or a story about...