I've heard people tell him "don't let the little head do the thinking". Like I don't know as much as the 'big' head? Where has he gotten us? This scratchy material sure isn't silk and I haven't seen my friend Miss Kitty in a long time. Ooh I'm getting bigger; what's he looking at? Nothing much I guess; I'm shrinking. He probably saw a bra ad in a magazine. Y...
She arrived home that evening tired and hungry. Rehearsal had been a bear; dealing with the temperamental director, learning lines and trying to remain in character was a juggling act, and she was close to exhaustion. The kids were at friend’s houses and her husband was away, so she could relax and have a drink in peace quiet and catch up on her some serious...
I'm on a new mission. My assignment was to go undercover, get information, and take down this mob called the Devil Rays. According to the case file, they reside in New York City. They're not like any of the mobs in The Godfather movies or The Sopranos. They're not Italian-American, they don't have a lot of men, not everyone's related in this mob, they don't...
One of the fun things while living in the city is that you get to spy on your neighbours without necessarily going out of your way and be called a freak in the process. I live in an area where most immigrants establish themselves, which means I get to see people from all walks of life. Take the building in front of my balcony: three families, all from the s...
The man sat, in his chair. He was cold; he couldn't remember what it was like to be warm. The cell was damp, and full of noise. Dripping water. He was naked. He could remember the food, and the drink the Chosen had given him. He was awed to be in the presence of one of the God's Chosen ones, but he was scared too- this one had captured him as he was trying...
We spent two uneventful days on schoolwork and daily chores. We walked Jasper together, in the streets, not the park. "Good news: all five of Travis's classmates approve of the woman in the photo he showed them!" "That's hard for me to believe!" "You'll believe when you see 6 cocks hard for you!" "I'd have major stage fright!" Travis bolstered my confid...
Negotiations. Part three of the flash fiction story The Wrong Room. Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories, if you're a new reader, welcome. If you are unfamiliar with this series it might be best to go back to the beginning to understand this relationship, but that's your choice. -Dreamweaver594... Forty minutes later Mike and Allison wal...
"You want me to do what?" Alicia Witt's face was counterpoint of contortions. The afternoon light shone into her agent's office, gently illuminating the faux antique furniture and ordinary trappings. She was wearing a brown print dress that brought out her lustrous red hair and beautiful blue eyes, her eyebrows were arched high in surprise at my request. A...
Salome is an historical figure whose existence is recorded by the gospel writers and by the Jewish historian Josephus, and who has for two thousand years stirred the imaginations of artists, writers and composers. The 'Salome' of this story is the central character in an opera by Richard Strauss, based on a play by Oscar Wilde. This 'Salome' performs an erot...
Desmond collapsed into his seat at the table in the restaurant, as tired as a Hebrew slave. This trip that Carl had sent him on had been a backbreaker. Three clients a day, for three days straight.” I’m sorry to do this to you, Des,” he said, with that hint of a smirk that he always had when giving bad news. ”But no one else can go. And everybody knows that...