It is a warm summer evening in Staten Island, a young man closing up a comic book shop for the night ponders going for a late night run to shake the doldrums of a slow Tuesday. As the door is locked, a streak of red and black flashes behind the man in the windows. He turns and looks around, seeing nothing. As if by premonition, he looks up. His eyes are gree...
It's a nice way to wake up. There was a little chill in the autumn air, but I had a warm body next to me. Her head rested on my chest and her firm breasts pressed against me. One leg was between mine, and I could feel the touch of her smooth-shaven sex against my hip. I absently stroked her long, dark hair, and let out a sigh of contentment. Then I came fu...
You will never guess who one of the most influential guys in my early adulthood was. Not my dad, oh he was of course, but not in this way. Not a teacher or a coach. Not a man of the cloth. No, it was a guy named Bill who worked at motel on the outskirts of town. And I would not have met Bill if it wasn't the result of on of these "guy to guy" conversati...
The Truest Revenge "Eric. I need to have a word with you," said my boss with a firm look on his face. "Have a seat." The frown which he normally wore was widened today. "There seems to be a problem." "What sort of problem?" "You." I stared at him with shock, I was a perfect employee. "Me?" I asked in horror. "Don't give me that bullshit, Eric. This is t...
I was already bored with my 'date' from the night before, the prototypical one-nighter with a nurse from Clifton Park who chain-smoked like a runaway locomotive. As Apollo Creed once told Rocky Balboa,"Ain't gonna be no rematch." Rocky, of course, grunted back, "Don't want one." So, in all fairness, I'm sure the feeling was mutual. We both got what we want...
"Gordon, are you sure you don't want Molly or one of your children here with you?" Dr. Bartle had been my physician for 15 years. From his gentle tone and hesitant manner, I knew that this wasn't a persistent flu or something similar. I'd been losing weight, had steady abdominal pain and off and on nausea for more than a month. The kids were out of the hou...
The man was a little buzzed, but not as much as the two women. They seemed fine in the club, dancing, laughing, talking loud to hear one another above the music. But when the three of them stepped out into the mild night on the way to the car, they were both a little loopier than he realized, one on either side of him, each clutching an arm and taking small,...
Philanthropy This story occurred to me one evening, bored at home. It's a bit "not-normal" for me. Truth is, I wanted to examine a real asshole but with some redeeming qualities. The seed was planted, and I wrote Part One while in isolation because of COVID-19 regulations in Canada. I have all this time and I can't seem to focus on my professional writin...
Two broken, single parents find heeling This is a long-ish story with quite a bit of background development. I think the added depth is worth the long build, so please be patient with it. ******* And so it began. The start of another school year. I pulled my Jeep into the school grounds and took my place in the waiting drop-off lane. Children scurried abo...
This is the tale of a man in his 40's, who loses his wife. Then, he meets a ghost (which, depending on your point of view about ghosts, may or may not require you to suspend your reality checks). That leads, in its own strange way, to him meeting the woman of his future, who is also in her 40's. This is primarily a romance. It just comes about in a bit of a...