Part 1: That fluffy tail in my face was familiar, sweeping against my nose over and over again, smelling like dust. As a cat owner, I was used to waking up in this way, my furry roommate, Momo, sprawled out on my chest, waiting for me to feed her. But only the tail was familiar, the actual weight seemed way off. Whatever was on top of me was making it next...
Preeti sat in her grimy little room and struggled once again to understand how she'd gone from a haughty high flying future executive at a multi-national corporation to a penniless skank sucking on a joint and wondering exactly where the next month's rent was gonna come from. The weed leant a not unpleasant haze to her painfully recollected memories. It wa...
Robbie Tucker had a knack for sniffing out the kind of girls he liked, and he zeroed in on Jenny almost from the first day she went to work at the corporate headquarters of a big manufacturing company. Robbie was an assistant manager in the mailroom, so very little went on in the large building that he wasn’t aware of. Jenny Jackson worked in the steno poo...
The big C. Who would have thought it? Thirty-four, almost thirty-five years old, and she had cervical cancer. The doctors were positive they'd caught it early. They were confident they'd be able to treat it with 'just a hysterectomy'. Just a hysterectomy? What about another baby? While they were talking about saving her life, all she could think about was t...
PART 3: "Double Vision" *** Today was the biggest day of my life. Today was the day MY movie was finally going to be on the big screen for the entire world to see. It was a balmy late June evening, just the right temperature for Hollywood starlets to wear the skimpiest of revealing dresses. Our limo pulled up to the curb, and I was immediately dazzled by...
A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years…. Story One – Elegantly Wasted Toby had been one of the first guys I met when my family moved to Colorado. We had both gone out for and joined the football team my first year of school. He'd been just like one of the other guys. I think it's safe to say...
Yeah, so maybe I'm not the most reliable person to tell this story. There was a time that I was. I used to be a good girl. I had perfect attendance from kindergarten through seventh grade, when I had to take a day off to go to an orthodontist. I was nice and polite and reliable and bookish and quiet, a real hit with parents: I was the one my folks would tro...
Author's note: The following incidents are probably mostly fictional. All sexual participants are aged 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's, who knows nothing about brazing. Your constructive comments are welcome. This is an entry in the 2014 Summer Lovin' contest. If you like this, join the 1%ers and VOTE! * PRICKLY PAIRS * A prickly pear...
I. Seven...eight... I counted every rep in my head, pushing the barbell with all my might, my muscles straining against all hundred pounds that stood between me and victory. Nine...ten...eleven... My chest was burning, arms beginning to buckle, screaming, warning me that I'd gone too far, that now was the time to stop. To give up. C'mon, just one m...
(Author's Note: I put in an introductory part to any series I write so that anyone who hasn't been reading the former parts of the series can catch up to speed. However, if you've already been reading this series, you can skip the intro by heading down to the first page break, which looks like this: *****. Thank you for reading, and enjoy! LQ). You have got...