Prolog Nancy Nichols had just finished her junior year at UNLV and decided to stay in town during the summer and take a couple of courses to relieve her crowded senior year schedule, rather than return to her parents' home in Chicago. She had applied and gotten a part time job at "Monica's Stilettos and Lingerie" which was a shoe store that also sold vintag...
Well here I am... It's late, I'm in my house, and I am currently hiding underneath my closed-in porches' dining room table. A little over an hour ago, my knowledge of the female gender was stocked up to a single, staged kiss, and the knowledge one might get from knowing how to use the search bars of a computer. Yet less than 60 minutes ago, I was given my fi...
Hey all! I'm really happy to be releasing this chapter because it's the first punch to the face you'll be getting in terms of the plot and also which direction this story will be going in. Please enjoy it as much as I did writing - and thinking - about it. Constructive criticism is always welcome and encouraged so please don't be shy. Just don't be rude abou...
He hated Halloween anyway. Just as well that he had to work that day, although the flashy dancers on the subway to the office didn't help; but he was used to putting a stop to those desires whenever they bubbled up. With the trip to work over, so was that particular crisis, and with any luck, so was his worrying about Halloween. No need to worry about handin...
PART 1: A New Hope *** Pen in hand, I sat down again. I wanted to keep moving. My cheeks itched just a bit where the tears had dried. The rumpled napkin was still sitting on the table just where I'd left it. "That's all right. Happens to everyone. Just two more. Right here, and right here." Quickly, I scribbled where the man told me. Then with a sigh, I...
I was lying on the bed naked, covered by only a small piece of the bed sheet. I had been tied up in the middle of the night so my slender body was drawn out along the length of the bed. It seemed to me that I resembled one of those carved wooden figurines attached to the bows of old ships with wood fashioned to look like tattered remnants of clothing blowing...
When I retired I had my future and that of my wife all planned out, but of course things never work out that way do they. I had retired at age fifty five, I had sold my business for a goodly sum, that and my pension scheme made our financial future secure, we were all set to travel for a couple of years and then settle down, taking two or three holidays a ye...
SMOKEY SAGAS #13: Beyond Hell And Back (Part 3): "When The Morning Comes" *** May 31st, 2:36 a.m. "Yes?" "HELL-o there..." "Well now. This voice sounds familiar, does it not? Little Holly Greentree, I presume?" "Yes, yes, it is Holly, actually." "Well, I'll be damned!" the chilling voice dripped through the phone, delightfully surprised to hear from...
My friend Lutecia was a domineering woman of marriageable age and nothing else marriageable about her. Young enough to have still the looks required of most men's approval in marriage and courting, upon first meeting as teenagers at a ball that looked primarily held for young bachelorettes already promised to be wed, after the sneering and drinks we were ce...
Chapters 1 and 2 can be found at the links on my profile. Chapter 3 and 4 are combined in this entry. Chapter 3: Now that Rob has had his way with Heather, IT'S ON! Or is it? Awkwardness sets in. Drastic measures are needed to save a long-time friendship and turn this into a sexy partnership. Chapter 4: Once the awkward passes, Nick introduces a game to...