CHAPTER 1 Kate Scott, a curvy brunette and associate editor of the Evening Herald and judge of the newspaper's story competition, smiled when she read the covering note attached to the thick manuscript. My name is Harry Blackwell. I submit this story as my entry in the Evening Herald's Annual Best Story Competition. I don't believe I have much chance of w...
Ever fall in love with someone's personality before you've fully met them? Of course you have in the Internet Day and Age. It takes a mere nothing now days to accidently IM someone and trip and fall into a relationship. Or a mere nothing to get onto an internet dating site, and with just a photo of who you think you are talking to, and a cunning corresponden...
"Hello?" A woman's voice responded, "Mr. Johnson?" "Yes." "Mr. Bill Johnson?" This was a telemarketer's call. It had all of the telltale signs. He would hang up on her soon. "Yes." "Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Moonlight Sales and we'd like to thank you for your recent purchase." "Oh! Okay." "We have a free gift for you." She gushed in typical sal...
Hi. Thanks for everyone who voted and made this a winner in the Summer Lovin' contest. I've re-worked it and expanded it slightly. Thanks to everyone who wanted more about Marcy and Bevvie. This is now the first story in a trilogy. Marcy's Playground, Bevvie's Playground, and Emily's Playground. I've upped the humor, the romance, and the hot sex! Copyrigh...
Glancing up at the numerous flat screen TVs playing all the games a sports fanatic could wish for, the woman rolled her eyes and looked back down at her book. She hated having to accompany her husband to the country club on game days. None of her girl friends were required by their husbands to join them like she was, so she never had anyone to go off and pla...
"Janet's feet stink." I overheard this one afternoon in the University's 'Artistic' Club- basically a room where the freaks and geeks who indulged in any sort of creative endeavor could kill time in between classes. It was a small room, more so when a bunch of the club members convened there, with a rickety old couch and cushions all over the floor for th...
A jangle of keys, then the slight suction of the door opening, as the weatherstripping let the doorframe go with a rubbery smack. Doreen pushed the door wide with the shopping bag and set her purse down on the foyer table under the mirror, nudging the dried flowers slightly. Then the bag was set down with a thump on the floor. The house was silent, not just...
Here is Chapter Two of Book of Carnal. I recommend reading of Ch. 1 first, as you will get a better idea of what is happening to Jason. Edited by br00. Please enjoy and don't forget to vote! Copyright © 2012 by Tipson. All rights reserved. Jason shivered with the energy that surged through him as he opened the book. He had never had so much pleasure fr...
The book signing event at the Barnes and Noble shop was proceeding perfectly into the evening. The author occupied a desk at the end of the room away from the aisles of books facing a line of customers that continued towards the stairway. On the desk was stacked columns of hardcover copies of his latest novel and he sat with his head lowered as he scribbled...
Ian watched, fascinated, his eyes glued to the perfection that walked in front of him. He had been making his way casually along the street when the long, blonde haired girl had strode purposefully past him. She wore a flared, wide pleated floral mini-skirt that was so short that every third step or so as the hem bounced with her movement, the barest glimpse...