NOTE: This is a work of fiction. All characters engaging in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. ***** The stink was overwhelming. As Claire exited her car, it hit her like a punch to the throat. She gagged, put a hand to her mouth and rushed for the gallery's entrance, hoping that the air would be a little less foul inside. She pried open the g...
The next morning I woke up right at 8:00. I just laid there thinking about last night and if it really happened or if it was just a dream. I noticed I did not have a hangover and looked over and saw Amy was awake. When I tried to talk I noticed my jaw and tongue were sore from you know what. Then I tried to move and realized I was sore all over. I tried gett...
The Meekering Incident was fifteen years in the making, and it had a profound effect on me and those around me. I had arrived home from LA an hour ago, Mum had called to tell me that Dad was in a bad way and was not expected to live for any more than a couple of weeks, a month tops. I haven't been near this place for fifteen years, ever since I left for the...
Misty questioned the aptness of the phrase, 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend,' to her current circumstance. Maybe it should go, 'the enemy of my enemy is happy to use me to get a one up on her enemy, but is in no way inclined to be my friend or even treat me as an equal'. Or perhaps, 'I've got a bad feeling about this', would suffice. Maybe it was because...
For Robin and Grace, with love Tim Clarke took just a second to remember the moment. His daughter Grace sat beside him on the couch in front of the empty fireplace. She was looking at the cover of the book on her lap with the kind of concentration that only a seven-year-old can muster. He could smell the cookies that had just finished baking; a plateful was...
How does one come to possess the moniker Dirty Dan? Glad you asked. I grew up poor, not simply without, but dirt poor. My two sisters and I had little to nothing outside the very basics, all of our clothes were hand me downs, we had no indoor plumbing, we did have electricity and heated our small three room shack with wood. We would take a bath every Satur...
Caleb - 11:00 AM Caleb Winthrop Harrison, the Second, impatiently waited in line at the coffee shop. It was one of those hippy places. He had thought about leaving when he noticed the nose ring, the female clerk was sporting. The woman in line behind him was wearing an exquisite floral scent, and he had decided to stay, in the hopes that he could strike up...
Author's Note: This builds upon the events of the previous chapters. I would recommend reading them first, before diving into this chapter. ***** Friday, January 30 After drinking the last drop of coffee from my mug, I set it down and sighed with contentment. As had been the case each morning of this week, I was looking forward to the coming day. I would...
Author's Notes: All characters are at least 18 years old, except where stated otherwise. There is no sex in this chapter. It's now July. Jake, Amy and their schoolmates finished taking their A-level exams in late June. They'll be starting at university in September or October. Please note that this chapter switches between different points of view and st...
I'm Trent Madsen. Junior College Sociology professor, husband of Tami Madsen, nee Holder, and father of two twin sons, Seth and Thomas. Seth just graduated college two years ago and married a girl from Phoenix and is now living and teaching high school there. Thomas opted for a military career in the US Air Force and is currently in Germany. It's been said...