Alison couldn't help but notice the brand new convertible parked in the driveway as she parked next to it. It had that sparkle that only a truly brand new car could have and the Watkins Motors license inserts testified to its newness. She thought how much her husband would like that car but couldn't dally and hurried through the side door of the house where...
Chapter One: The Journal Dezi snuck in from school, tiptoeing through the house silently. Her delicate feet carried her quietly over linoleum in the kitchen, over thick, luxurious carpeting in the living room and hallway, into her bedroom. Her room was the only room in the house that still had a hardwood floor...a pale green oriental rug in the middle of it...
Closing the door behind her, Bree leaned back against it, her knees still a little wobbly from her evening's activities. Gathering her strength, she kicked of her shoes and walked over to the sofa and plopped down on it. She was completely sated. It had been a remarkable and surprising night. Sitting there so relaxed and so tired, she thought back to just a...
Next day I had that experience of having woken from a dream, grasping at a memory but unable to reach it. I was in the shower before I was able to coherently remember the team night out, and make a timeline out of what had happened. Not how or why it had happened. I couldn't make sense of that, but definitely what. I have no illusions about my desirabilit...
I went to an Eric Clapton/Muddy Waters concert in 1979 (Ticket price $7.50, including tax and no "transaction fee"). My roommate Alan and I got to the "festival seating" venue, where there are no seats on the floor and it's every-man-for-himself, very early--we were the very first people there--to get up real close to the stage and secure our spot front and...
"How come you've stopped talking to me?" It was bound to happen. The company is huge, but we were bound to cross paths sooner or later. It just happened to be in an elevator. "I have no reason to speak with you. Bob and Kenny are gone, so there's no reason to be nice to you for their sake. You were never nice to me. In fact, you've always been despotic, sn...
The vision stared back at her from the full-length mirror, "Not bad, not bad at all," she murmured. She'd been blessed with a good metabolism and someone in the gene pool had handed down to her a natural complexion that so many were envious of. She ran her hands through her hair, no matching 'collar and cuffs' for her, a chemical indulgence from the bottle -...
This is a work of fiction, all characters are over the age of 18. ***** Oh! Oh! Oh! I bounced breathlessly up to the bar. "Hit me Tony!" The barman grinned and handed over a glass he had just finished filling. "Saw you heading my way gorgeous, this one's on me!" I giggled and was about to take a drink when a voice behind me spoke. "I wouldn't if I were...
So now, after having been put in his place by the VP and the HR Manager, he was completely under their control. Most of the time, it actually felt just right, a good place to be. But every once in awhile he himself starting to slip into old habits. He usually caught himself before it became an issue, before he actually told some secretary that her "ass looke...
I close the door behind me as I enter the subtly lit room. In the middle of the room you kneel with your back to me, your eyes blindfolded, and your hands cuffed behind your back. Other than the cuffs and blindfold you are naked. As you hear the door close you kneel up straight, as you were supposed to be. Whilst you waited for me you had rested your arse o...