"Did you forget something?" he asks me in an amused, disbelieving tone. We sit there, stalled on a back road in the middle of farm country, and I quickly realize that I have. I lean my forehead against the steering wheel as I turn and remove the key from the silent car. How could I have let this happen? It was unlike me to be so absentminded. I am a planner...
The three men standing on the porch were strangers who had met in a bar earlier in the evening and began talking about what all men in bars talk about SEX! The oldest a man in his fifties named Mike began telling the other two about his hot young wife and how she did anything and everything he told her without question! The other two, Larry a huge man in his...
Elise laid in her bed in the dark, staring at the ceiling, lost in sorrowful thought. She had never known heartache to be akin to real, physical pain until Trey walked out the door, presumably into the arms of another woman. She asked herself what she had done to deserve the loss of his love. Did she not give everything of herself? Was this woman's body so m...
What's up everybody? My name is Alain Joseph, and my friends call me A.J. I was born on January 30, 1987 in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the north coast of the island of Haiti, and my family moved to the City of Montreal, province of Quebec, in the summer of 1997. I recently graduated from McGill University with a Master's degree in Business Administration an...
The Knight, from the novel ‘War of the Walkers’ A slow, steady alarm could be heard throughout the complex and the red flashing lights sensors warned every person that the jump team was ready to report to the laboratory sub station immediately. The scramble was chaotic. Meals were deserted, sleep was interrupted, and conversations ceased without proper end...
Eleven A. M. The phone chirps. Chirps. Chirps. Chirps. Insistent. Like an excerpt from some Hitchcockian nightmare. Jeff struggles up from the depths, irritated, his much-needed sleep disturbed. In the last ten years, sleep has become a precious commodity. He works while sane humanity sleeps. Daylight is for business: banking, shopping, ordering, selling, th...
He walked into his house. His house! A wide grin spread across his face. He felt lit up inside, like some switch that had been off had just flicked back on. He felt full. Setting his drab olive green duffel bag on the floor, he stepped into the living room. The moonlight glowing through the big picture window cast ethereal shadows on the floor, making it lo...
We were a fairly staid lot. As graduate students we mostly just worked. We shared a nice house, with 4 bedrooms. Vivian was a neat freak, I was merely a civilized female, the two guys, Peter and Mark tended to be rather sloppy. Our landlady would come by periodically, and be upset at dirt or clutter. This tended to reinforce Vivian's position with the boys....
A friend commented in passing that she liked to watch her neighbor, across the street. I loved the idea and decided to write this story in response to her fantasy. Thanks for the kind encouragement. "C_FRISKY" Gazing through the living room window Karen observes the sight she has come to relish of late. Taking a perch on the arm of the couch she smiles and...
The bed shook waking me to the smell of coffee and the sight of my nude wife setting down beside me. I slipped up leaning on the headboard as she gave me the worm life giving liquid. “Hay sleepy head. Do you still want to go to the mountains today?” She asked me. “Umm, yes. Do you remember that grove of tree’s we found last time? Well I want to take you up...