Sam had lived in Northern New York State his whole life. Right on the Canadian border. It was a forty- minute drive to Montreal from his front door. He had the best of both worlds he lived in a quiet rural farming community, but the big city was only minutes away. Sam had met his friend Dan while in college. They had been roommates for four years, and got t...
I was out at a dance club with some friends on Saturday night. Clubbing isn't really my scene though, and I soon found myself very bored. Looking at my watch, I saw that it was almost 1 o'clock in the morning. I was having an awful time, and if I didn't leave then, I would miss the last subway train and have to take a $50 cab ride home. So I said goodbye to...
I watched Alicia get off the subway and almost didn't recognize her at first. I was expecting to see her in her professional clothing, but she had on dark jeans, brown boots that stopped just below the knee, and an orange top that was shaped like a triangle and hung off one shoulder. "Damn, girl. You look hot!" I whispered, as I hugged her and gave her a qu...
Lynn thought about the words, ‘a watched pot never boils' as she stared at the clock. It seemed like it was four fifty five forever. Monday was easily the worst day of the week. Five o'clock just meant so many more hours until she was back in cubicle hell, but at least she was going to be free for the day. Finally the hands made the long awaited move, and it...
I hesitated before getting dressed that morning, both aching to impress the mysterious subway man, and hoping that he wouldn't be there on a Saturday. I wanted it to be coincidence, but if I were honest I really wanted him to be there for me. I pulled on a formal skirt and sleeveless blouse that I thought accentuated my body well while making it look like a...
Note: All previous stories I have written are true accounts or fantasies of mine. So naturally, I wrote them in first person. I'm going to take a stab at writing in third person, so forgive me if it's a little shaky. * * * * * Kaelyn always rode the subway to Washington Ave then took bus 2525 to the corner of 43rd street and caught the trolley to her dance...
CHAPTER 3 -- TRAIN OF THOUGHT We walked in silence for about a mile until we reached a large clearing. By now, the sun had nearly set. One of the gamesmen raised his walkie-talkie and spoke into it, "Gordon to base- be advised, team is approaching checkpoint 9. Prepare for entry" Then, the man placed the walkie back into his hip holster. Just then, I heard...
I wanted to rub myself all over him. Blue eyes and black curls kissed his handsome face. And I envied who he was. The subway car rattled as it shipped the two of us in the direction of home or some place resembling it. He sat across from me, reading something by Ann Rice. If only he knew his eyes scoured the words of my favorite author. Finally he put the bo...
Chapter 1 Hell on earth is a crowded subway train at 6:00 a.m. in the morning, Adele thought, looking at the bent heads and blank faces of her fellow straphangers. She rode the number two train downtown to 23rd Street, where she played executive assistant to her psychotic boss: Mindy Corentini. Mindy was a trust fund baby. The only child of Apollo Corenti...
Jake entered the Subway and turned left. The carriage was full, so he had to walk for a bit until he found a place to stand. As soon as the train got moving, he noticed something. A tall woman. Very tall, at that. Jake guessed around 6'4". She stood with her back to a glass pane dividing rows of seats, facing away from Jake. His stop was still a while away,...