Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** As the saying Biblical goes, "To everything...
She had her shopping list memorized, yet she kept pulling out her phone and scrolling to the email that contained the description of the items she was here to get. Sitting in the half dark parking lot now, she wonders once again if she's doing the right thing. As she considers this, thoughts of the last time intrude and she sighs and reaches for her purse....
{There is a small amount of sex in this story but I don't think it's erotic and I doubt you will either.} I reached down and turned the fuel bleeder valve on the tank of the old 1951 Tri-pacer. Just force of habit, I always checked before takeoff. The tiny test glass was clear fuel, it always was. I always checked anyway, finding out that there is moisture...
Chapter 1 The afternoon sun cast shadows on the round wooden table separating the two women sitting before it on the deck of Dominic's Bistro. It was early August and a breeze ruffled the umbrella covering the table. The air had been humid for days and clouds had been gathering since early afternoon, as if a storm was brewing. "Thanks again for buying me l...
Chapter one -- Compromising Images Although I was sexually excited about the implied control aspect of the situation; it had more than a hint of unpredictability about it. If the situation got out of hand then god knows what the consequences would be. No, I'd just have to trust to luck that the four young Chinese female students in my first year BA hons Eng...
Paul Overton looked at the instruments and shook his head. The engine temperature looked a high again, and he leaned forward and tapped the gauge with his finger. The little needle crept upward, hovered just short of the red. "Shit! Goddamned piece of shit!" He slowed and stopped at the red light, looked at an old woman trundling by in the crosswalk, and wo...
** Please read my disclaimer as part of my biography for a better understanding of this story. Diana Ross was, and still is, a world wide, multi-million selling record artiste. She conquered the world in the 1960's as part of Mowtown's all girl group 'The Supremes' and then cemented her world domination as a solo artiste in the 70's and 80's notching up a...
The door was locked. Christina knew I was gone, and she knew it was raining, and she knew it was gusting fierce wind, and yet the door was locked. I knocked. Just hard enough to let her know I was upset with her. Another moment's pause. I knocked again, harder this time. Finally the door came open, and I scuttled inside. "Where have you been?" It was nearly...
Author's note: Recently I attended a short conference overseas. During my time away from home I stayed in a beachfront resort located beside an ocean beach on the outskirts of a small coastal town. After landing at the airport and while walking across the tarmac to the terminal building I was approached by a guy who I vaguely recognised. He introduced him...
Note to Readers: This is the updated, revamped version of my old 'Crime and Punishment' Submission. With the stories' new direction and the changes, the old title was no longer accurate. Hope you enjoy. ---- 24 year old Jennifer 'Jenny' Montana is a short woman, standing only five foot four. But that was the only thing small about her. She has shoulder l...