The night wound up like all the others. His wife going to bed at 9 and him lying around asking if it will ever get better. Since her hysterectomy last April, Stacie seemed to lose interest in her husband. Nick, meanwhile, was waiting for Stacie to "snap" out of the funk she was in. It had been a month since their last fuck and that seemed a lifetime ago and...
Thin prisms of light break free from the cloud cover, dance through the north-facing windows of an old English inspired Tudor, bounce off the carved crystal bowl resting atop a marble table across the bed from me and come to a check-mate style stand off right there. The swirling energy of light, throbbing and pulsing against it's constraints, all dressed up...
A/N: Been toying with this idea a pretty long time now and finally got the courage to post it up on here. Hope someone will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing. First time writing this kind of story so hopefully it's good. Cheers! XD PS: Until I find out how to add chapters to a story, the title will remain as is XD -------- When Riley snuck out...
Clayr ducked low, squeezing himself down into a tiny crouch. A stack of crates shield his body from line of sight but the night watch of Sarem is renowned for their dogged persistence. His hands tremble as they pull his cloak tightly down over his head. Each breath is a silent struggle, his chest compressed to the maximum. Beads of sweat flow down his face,...
It was another stinking hot day and Jerilee was dressed accordingly. After everyone had left for work that morning she dressed herself in her new outfit that she had gone out and bought especially for this day. Putting on the belt skirt as they were called because they covered nothing she saw herself in the full-length mirror and it certainly didn't cover h...
Chapter 1 She had come out of the fortune-tellers a changed woman. Pausing only briefly at the entrance, she looked around her for a moment and walked briskly to the train station. She stood in the throng of the station concourse, examining the departures before walking into the ticket office. The train she chose was leaving in only a few minutes, leaving h...
After a typically boisterous evening, playing with kids, watching television, and finally, the night night ritual, we tugged the old futon out of storage and onto the deck. Two warm sleeping bags, zipped together, as they always were and two neck roll pillows lay atop the futon, waiting to provide comfort. Hot chocolate, liberally laced with something potent...
I joined the team at Waterman's with the prospect of managerial advancement, a pay hike – naturally – and having dated just about every eligible girl at Forster Clark. But with a team of just seventeen here, the majority of whom were guys, something told me it was time to concentrate upon my career rather than sex life. There was, however, one shining light...
As the car pulled up to the hotel entrance, Sophie thought how wonderful the place looked. She was very excited, as it was such a special occasion to have dinner here and stay overnight. Dominic had frequently taken her to lovely places like this, but it was different this time. They were celebrating the publication of her first novel, the writing of which h...
Begrudgingly, I walk toward the door of the house, crossing the plush lawn as I step from stepping stone to stepping stone up the winding path. I pat at my camera in the bag slung over my shoulder out of habit as I near the door, reminding myself of my purpose for being here. My name is James, and I am not what you might call "popular." In fact, my only sa...