Driving through the darkened streets, you explain our absence to our friends on the cell phone and say we will meet them at the concert. I am still coming down from the experience in the bathroom. The mixture of my scent and the perfume I am wearing seems to permeate the air around us in the car. Who knew looking for a contact could be that much fun. You ar...
You open the door and step in. The space is dark except for the bare light bulb hanging in the middle of it. This is your target, your stage. Nobody has told you this but you feel it. Instinct tells you there is safety in the light and in the darkness you feel you must reach it. As you move across the space your heels click on the floor. They are pencil thin...
I entered through the window, as I always do, the night was cold. I saw you laying on the bed in the darkness. You were asleep and a thin sheet veiled your body tightly. I approached the bed quietly, not wanting to wake you, just to watch you. You had a slight smile on your face and your eyes moved as if in deep REM sleep. You were beautiful, as always. The...
I enter the airport with shaking legs. I can see you standing in the distance waiting for me. The same thoughts are running through my had again and again. Was it right to come? Am I making a mistake? You come closer to me and say hello. Your voice runs through me and leaves little shivers, and I know its right to be here. I smile and your hand goes around...
Tonight I am up late, thinking of you, longing to celebrate those pleasures which we have come to enjoy so thoroughly, albeit briefly by way of mere instant messages. A fantasy of you haunts me like a spectre in the corners of my mind, distracting me from the day's tasks. It beckons me to follow, and for a moment tonight, I succumb to the temptation with th...
I let out a long groan when my phone rang. I glanced at the bedside clock before I answered it. Eight AM. I tried to remember what day of the week it was before I mumbled, "Hello?" "Lydia, it's Bill Harrington. I'm sorry to say that tennis had been cancelled for the day. You can come work in the pro shop if you like but I doubt we'll have many customers."...
Chapter 1: Three men busted into Zach's bedroom in the midst of our steamy session and surrounded us in seconds. Zach was on top of me, both of us stark naked except for my wearing hot pink pumps. It was dark in the bedroom until one of the men turned on the light and saw what was really happening... "Well what do we have here," the statuesque man spoke, "...
My eyes slowly open from a peaceful sleep, squinting a little as they adjust to the brightness of the late morning sun beaming through the bedroom windows. I lazily stretch out in bed, and smiling, I reach over expecting to kiss you "Good morning," but I find that you're not there - you're already awake and out of bed. It seems that you've been up for a whil...
Pulling together and supporting each other allows us to make the ties that bind. Misha and Froo are dealing with her problems and without realising it becoming a family unit. This is a romantic story about two people who are falling in love, I have incorporated some of the suggestions that people who have been so kind as to send feedback into the story and...
As a note, this story is mostly written about two years ago, there are 12 ish parts already so no worries, they are coming, I just didn't want to blow my comfort wad before I found my drive to write again. This is a work of fiction, written out of a bored spell because I have nothing else to do, so forgive any basic errors. Constructive criticism is appreci...