As we left the club, all 3 of us having had a bit too much to drink, we waved down a taxi and headed towards home. Since agreeing to allow her to bring "Brett" home, she must have forgotten I was even there as she looked completely obsessed with Brett's muscles while she looked deep into his eyes as she rubbed his big arms. While in in the taxi she still...
Note-Their is mild voyeurism involved in this story. June 1 Dear Diary, Sorry for not finishing my story last night. I was EXTREMELY tired. Anyway, do you want to hear about the rest? Thought so. Bob paid the check, for both of us, and we quickly got out of the restaurant. Of course we got A LOT of stares. I think most of them were just jealous. As we g...
And so we land. A steamy, starry night in Rome. Surrounded by tourists, jostled through the baggage collection, and out of the airport to the taxi rank. Rumpled and tired, standing in line we wait for our turn to load our bags into a boot - holding hands, touching and teasing. Finally we are next, and jump into the back of a cab, attempting in bad Italian t...
It's dark outside. I call my friend to confirm the venue for his show. I had thought it was in central London, but it turns out it's in East London. At this time in the evening, and with the traffic as it is, it's going to take us a while to get there. In the back of the black cab we sit close together and, as soon as we've told the driver where we're goin...
She's still tightly holding onto J's hand as she waves to upcoming taxi. J wasn't surprised how quickly they got one who wouldn't stop for this goddess? The goddess pushes J in the back seat and joins her there. J fastens her seat belt while the goddess gives the driver directions. Only then does it hit J that she's going home with a woman who she just fucke...
I trekked towards the exit in Edinburgh Airport, newly returned from another adventure watching the Scottish football team playing in some far flung European outpost. Estonia, Latvia, San Marino, Croatia; I'd visited them all and more besides in the last few years. Life was for living now and nothing was more appealing to me than donning the kilt, strapping...
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Colors (1981) - Pt. 5 - Hot/Cold Cold day. Cold days are like mistakes, bound to happen and unpleasant. Made dozen mistakes last night. Amateur. Could have gotten killed. Didn't. Lucky. Dumb and lucky. Cold day yesterday, too. Did some field work from the back seat of abandoned taxi cab parked illegally in front of dumpster on one-way between Lorbo and Nol...
It started slowly, her picture gone from his bedside table, less calls during the day, more late work nights. She put those thoughts on hold and wandered through the empty house, the house that had once held so much life for her. Every bit of his home held memories for her. The closet where he'd shoved his clothes over for her the first day she'd arrived....
We met at a mutual friends birthday. She practically bounced into the club we were meeting at or maybe I imagined that as my eyes were fixated on the hem of her tartan skirt. Whenever her hips moved the skirt swung and it was hypnotising me. We were introduced and her broad smile had me hooked. It wasn't long before the drinks were flowing and we were gett...