For Trevor-- It was the first time we went to meet my parents. We fooled around for nearly two years before starting to date, and have since been dating for three months. Neither of us are fancy people, but you wanted to make a good impression on my parents, so we decided to go to a nice Italian restaurant. Before leaving, I stand in the bathroom in just my...
So finally we meet. God, you are even more radiant and exuding that perfume that I only have heard about so far. Your Irish eyes crinkle and sparkle with mischief as you smile at me, taking in my gauche nervousness. "Nervous, boy?" you ask me teasingly. I try and laugh it off, blushing furiously. But you are so unlike the vision I have gotten used to. You...
The interview was barely a formality. Pat walked up to the open garage that flanked the small house in the old suburb. A white van was parked in front of it, the doors opened in order to receive a steady stream of catering equipment. The caterers carrying the equipment, Pat noticed, were all young women. The garage itself had been converted into an offic...
20/March 1:00pm Dear Diary. Although I slept alone last night, there was a note on my mirror when I woke up, so I'm guessing that things might start getting back to normal. Here's hoping! Here's the note: ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pet, Don't forget about dinner tonight. Order Chinese take-out, but remove...
Peter loved Paris. It was the city of love, and even if he had come here alone, even if during his whole two weeks here nothing exciting had happened to him, he still loved the city. It was so old, so full of culture and history. It had meaning, it had depth. It had things in it Peter's life had never had. Peter was thirty five years old now. He had failed...
I had been down to Edinburgh for an interview at the bank in respect to a possible promotion. The interview had gone well and I was feeling pretty pleased with myself as I boarded the train back to Inverness. The train was packed and my seat was right at the back, opposite the luggage rack. I was sitting by the window with my back to the direction of tra...
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I am sitting in the main conference room at work. It is the Tuesday case review meeting. For those of you who do not know me, I am an attorney. Every Tuesday, we meet with basically the whole staff to discuss a selection of cases. If you are having trouble with a case, you can ask to have it on the agenda. Otherwise, the Managing Partner selects which cases...
I am a 19 year old female, full-time college student and part-time assistant at a local bank in my area. This past summer I attended a young businesspersons forum expo out in Arizona, that consisted of 3 days worth of nothing but lecture seminars. While some of these seminars were interesting and fun, others were downright long and boring. Most of these sem...
Penny and Bernadette were standing around the waitress station talking about the events of the past weekend and life in general. Penny was an old pro at the Cheesecake Factory. She had moved to California from Nebraska to pursue an acting career. She was working as a waitress to pay the bills until she got her big break. After four years she was still waitin...