Author's note: This segment is dedicated to a special friend who just returned home from deployment with the military in Afghanistan. He provided both the inspiration and motivation behind this story line. And, while I thank him for that I also sincerely thank him and the thousands of other military men and women who go above and beyond every single day to p...
Princess Point is parkland bordering Cootes Paradise, a large marshy area connecting Burlington Bay to the old town of Dundas. Many years ago barges went from the bay to Dundas via the DesJardins canal, which was a narrow channel dredged to about a depth of about four foot and marked by a series of wooden post rising above the water marking each side. Duri...
Michelle always liked the process, the rhythmic movements, uniforms if there were uniforms, anything involving people systematically performing a task. From watching her high school band doing its routine, to the military drill teams marching along in a parade in Washington, DC. From movies showing assembly line workers building the old model T to a more rec...
Twenty miles passed without so much as a sigh muttered. Her knuckles were white with anticipation. She had had enough. She knew in her mind, that this was going to be their last time trying to vacation together. The marriage was over months ago; she was just now coming to terms with that reality. The longer he sat there ignoring her, the more she just wante...
Kevin Harris later learns her name is really Francesca Parker, but her name badge reads Fran. The last place he would ever picture her working is an auto part store. Her curly black hair frames her soft round face, her sweet blue eyes, and those lips around the whitest of teeth; they all say any place but an auto parts store. The thing he is the most fixat...
It was another boring Saturday for Bai. No matter the day, it was the same scene. There was her husband sitting on the couch watching one sport or another, while she kept herself busy with common household chores. Unfortunately for her, this is what life was like after marrying young and so many years had passed. Today's exciting chore was laundry. As she...
It was the green fire of the homeless woman's eyes; dazzling in the September morning sunlight, that kept Victria's attention. Otherwise, the woman, somewhere in her early to mid twenties, was remarkable only in that she happened to be picking through a curb side trash receptacle; wearing a thread bare Cowboys sweat shirt, dingy gray jeans with a plastic sho...
They didn't talk very much on the drive back to Pine Hills. The radio was on and the road was dark except for the long reach of the headlights stretching ahead of them. Sometimes he heard Michelle singing along to the music, her voice a low whisper under the vocals. She still wore her grey shirt with nothing underneath. Standing next to his car in the parkin...
Francessca and Maurice drove in sexually tensed silence. She looked outside and noticed that they were now in a wooded area. She began to get nervous. She stared at Maurice's stern expression as he drove. "Where are we going?" Francessca asked. Maurice didn't answer. "I'm serious Maurice. Where are we going?" She asked nervously. "You'll see. We're almo...
What I've been missing! My name is Heather and I NEED to share with someone how I found out what I've been missing. I don't have any close girlfriends I can talk to about this so the best thing I could do is write it down! I've read a few user-submitted stories so the first thing I guess I need to do is tell you a little about myself. I'm 30 and became a R...