Monday brought the first day of rehearsal at the Theatre. Under normal circumstances, being able to throw myself into work was a good way to sort of sublimate my nasty little sexual desires. Unfortunately, that plan was thrown out of the window when my Stage Manager, Rebecca, came in the door. She wasn't wearing anything particularly sexy—Stage Managers usua...
I dreamt that I had met you as you were walking through a park along a large lake. You usually go rollerblading around this park, but you had your blades off and were walking around it. Usually, you wear a bikini, but today you were wearing a semi-short shirt and daisy dukes and flip-flops. (I LOVE your feet!) Sitting on a park bench I noticed you quite a...
*This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author. Feedback is more than welcome!* When Josh saw Marie at the liberal arts food court, he knew she was perfect. She had been in his discussion group two semesters ago, as an incoming freshman. Back then, she was cute in an unremarkable way...
Jake had been eyeing her all semester long -- the girl who always sat at the front of the class, eager to answer the professor's questions about literary allusions, metaphors and all of that other stuff that flew right over his head. If there was one good thing that came out of this boring, mind-numbing class, Jake thought, it was that he got to stare at her...
I Married A Slut & A Slut She Remains The very first time I really saw my wife (well she wasn't my wife then, of course) I couldn't help but gasp at what I could see. She was a lovely charming but very loose sort of young girl just a couple of years younger than myself. What took my eye was her navel! She was wearing a rather short mini-skirt and a cut-off...
Chapter 9 Jack was catching an early flight out the next morning, so I spent the night at his apartment. We'd talked about buying the apartment next to his, if it came on the market. The commuting between my house and his was getting tiresome, and we were talking about making our relationship more permanent. I suggested that I try to sleep in my pregnancy...
It was January of my senior year in high school. Things should have been coming to an end. My classmates were primarily focused on things like senior trip, college applications, prom, and graduation rather than schoolwork. At least that's how it was before the accident. My parents were both professors at a nearby college. Their work never interested me, ye...
It's been very hot in the city lately, as August surges forward. I'm glad we have good A/C in our apartment. I'd hate to be pushing 9 months pregnant without it. Irregardless, sleep is often a challenge for me—well, many things are a challenge for me at the moment—but sleep seems to be chief among them. It happened a bit during my first pregnancy too. I'm...
I'd been texting Mike every day since we'd last met. Never too much at once. I was still nervous about giving him the girlfriend flusters. A guy like Mike, getting no attention his whole life and then so much at once, was likely to scare easily. I just gave him the usual flirty emojis: winky face, kissy face, eggplant, honeypot, sweat drops, open mouth. He r...
I'd taken a job working on a play out on the Cape. Some of my actor friends told me it's fun, and a nice way to get out of the city for a little while during the Summer. It was six weeks. The Theater told me they usually have people who host us out-of-towners, and they'd set me up with a young couple who'd done this many times. I spoke to the wife, Danielle,...