I was twenty-two years old when the events I am about to relate began. Unemployed and working as a volunteer just about summed me up at that time. Well, not quite. There is a bit more to me than that, but it is not for to me to boast about my virtues, except to say I’m pretty hot with a computer, but so are many other people, especially those around my age...
Day Thirty-Four: Exercise Not another word passed between Rose and myself that evening, and the stony silence persisted the following morning. I lugged the slops bucket sulkily out of the cell, and kept resolutely silent on returning. I had hoped that after a night's sleep Rose might apologise, but she went about her daily rituals as though I was invisible....
Have you ever discovered something you wish you hadn't? One day you're living blissfully unaware of some situation, and then suddenly, somehow, you find out something that you didn't want to know. Sometimes it creeps up on you, bit by bit, like putting puzzle pieces together until the overall pattern emerges. Other times, you learn about things all at once...
My name is Mona Freidman and I am a petite, some would say pretty, forty-five year old housewife with dark brown shoulder length hair and a reubenesque figure. I have been married to my husband Stanley for twenty-two years. My husband is average height, has short blond hair, and although he's put on a few pounds over the years he is still a very good-looking...
Part 1. John, Olga. John examined the little plastic container in his hand. It had a blue lid and a label with his name on it. He turned it slowly, his eyes losing focus. The nurse who had handed it to him had been overweight and past fifty. Behind her a young blond bombshell in a tight nurse's uniform had walked by. She 'd crossed the hall flaunting her b...
Elisa drove down the road, the panic long ago dwindling into decisive action. It had been three days since she last heard from her husband Maxwell. The police say that they have looked with little success for the missing middle aged man. If she was ever going to see her husband again, she would have to find him herself. She pulled into the motel, the last p...
Chapter Three: Changing History I found the path the army had followed onto the field around Ostagar. Loghain's army had turned off, to head up to the cliff; that I knew. Instead, I went down. As I walked, I started to hear a faint noise. At first I couldn't identify it, but after a bit, as it grew louder, I realised what it was. Screaming. The sound of m...
The ocean sounded like the beautiful soft breaths of a sleeping woman as it awakened me that morning. My eyes and ears told me I was still in Hawaii. And the previous night was still a little hazy in parts but the ending I remember quite well. I turned slightly and could see my naked companions were still here, still asleep, and still beautiful. One was a...
Kory and Diana strained against each other, muscle to muscle in competition. Their conjoined fists wavered this way and that, grips crackling with the power poured into the simple arm-wrestling. "You know of Catalina Flores?" Diana asked, her voice slightly pitched with effort. "The Tarantula," Kory spat. "Dick's told me of her. How vilely she used him—"...
Quitting Time: Costume Fun 2 Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I’d love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wo...