Long ago I began to play a game meant just for me whereby I kept a list of ten things or ten places that I wanted to experience before this lifetime ends. Each time I ticked one off, I moved it to a new list called "dreams realized", and promptly added to the prior list a new wish. Well, Henry Miller (somewhere out there in Louisiana) this one is for you! Af...
CHAPTER 1 Aldershot: 4th April 1982 The pub was packed; mainly soldiers; it was the regimental boozer after all, but also locals keen to say goodbye to their boys. There were a small group of hard nuts who thought that picking a fight with a red beret was a reflection of their own vaunting masculinity. The NCOs could have spent the evening in the comfort o...
The sun was setting in the desert sky. The intense heat that had greedily torn the sweat from my body turned to the sharp edged cold that pierced every pore and twisted itself downward until it infused itself into my bones. I cursed my cockiness; I had spent my last dinars on a couple of pints of flat stale ale instead of a jerry can of gas. My contact had a...
In my day-to-day life, I am the facilitator in my home. I am the person who makes things happen. I get my child to school. I do the grocery shopping. I plan the vacations, the date nights and the get together with friends. I "Mommy blog" my heart out. I cook the meals, wash the clothes, scoop the dog shit from the yard, paint the fence and build and maintain...
"Let's get going." Lisa was really excited to reach the manor. They had just arrived at the village and were settling down in the taxi towards the Gladden manor. "We'll reach shortly" Dominic said. He reached for her hands and kept them in his silently gazing over the woods they crossed. Lisa squeezed back his hand and reflected on their time together. For...
=== My Siren === It is neither right nor proper to be drowning at the age of a mere twenty-three years of age. There's yet so much to learn, to experience, to feel! These thoughts churned through my head, making me angry as I fought to keep my head above the foam-covered waves that would drench my face and hair leaving the taste of salt and seaweed on my t...
John had called her from work and said that he had arranged a Valentine's Day dinner for the two of them. Rose was impressed to say the least and more than a little surprised. To be honest their 20-year-old marriage had grown a bit stale over the years, especially in matters of an intimate nature. Valentine's Day was something that other people had. He had...
Julie handed Dave and me a plastic cup each and filled them with vodka. Then she leaned back against the edge of the pool and took a drink straight from the bottle. What little glow there was from the string of coloured lights that surrounded the pool, was just enough to highlight the silhouette of my wife's breasts. The surface of the warm water lapped aga...
Hello, and welcome to the nineteenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. A bonus this time, five stories instead of four. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of...
Based on a true story. We were innocent tots when my cousin Jilly led me behind a bush. "Nicky you wanna play Naked City?" We took off our clothes and stared at each other's parts. That was the first time I saw the funny little flaps girls have between their legs. A few years later she wanted to play Naked City again. So we both got naked. My cousin show...