*Note - this is a chapter in the Fiona Files. These stores can be considered semi-autobiographical fiction, or just fiction. In these stories I will talk about Johnny and Fiona. Johnny is always the same person, mostly me. The Fiona Files is Johnny's journey. The character of Fiona is a mash of women, real and imagined. Enjoy. Please let me know if you have...
Just after I completed my graduation and returned back home, I was given the charge of managing the production line of our industry running on 24 hour round the clock basis. My duty will start from 8 in the night and end at 8 in the morning. However, being an engineer and the son of the owners, I had the privilege of choosing when to be at work. We had our...
I was a dork during high school. Not in looks, or in personality really, but I studied a lot. That was my parents' expectation. So I got good grades. I didn't party. I had a few friends, and they studied a lot and got good grades as well. We were all going to be successful. Of course, I was a little pent-up, so the summer after graduation I had a beer, tried...
The games we play, Marc and I.......married but not to each other. Old lovers and old friends, after a long time apart we found each other once more. Now he is my teacher and I am an eager pupil. I have done things for him I never thought I could or would. He loves it when I come for him and I am only too happy to oblige wherever and however he sees fit. He...
A young woman stepped into the crowed restaurant. It was like any other chain family restaurant on a Saturday night. The waiting area was full of disgruntled patrons waiting for a table. It was cluttered mostly with families and dating couples and she had to push her way past many of them to get to the dinning area. When she finally broke free of the crowd,...
Naomi Powers opened the front door to her dingy apartment. She tossed her purse on the table in the hallway and kicked off her shoes allowing them to land where they would. Her neatly ordered world was back to the chaos that it had been that night thirty-one years ago when she was just a baby. An eight month old baby learning to crawl. Through her mother's b...
Eight hours later, Ben was riding in the back of a taxi that was weaving its way along the winding roads of the Bulgarian countryside towards the village where he would be staying with his friend Will. It was where he had lived before when he was here, a small, basic house in a run-down village, but it had land and fruit trees, and as far as Ben was concerne...
I got up, and went to take a bath, the hostel had a common bathroom. I met Sonali on the way, she was clad in just a white towel. Her skin was glowing with the water droplets glowing like diamonds in the early morning sunlight. I just kept looking at her, as she walked by. She smiled at the look on my face, as I scanned her body, her wet hair, her silken ski...
My mind raced with this new information... Alison - the actual Alison, as in the girl I was meant to be impersonating - was in real life dating that fucking asshole of a man who had beaten me up and teased me relentlessly all throughout high school! My goddamned bully! This was just getting too fucking surreal! You will recall, old Mister Spandwick had just...
Drip, drop, drip, drop. I wake up in an upright position, sat in what can only be described as an embodiment of water, backside numb with a deep aching sensation of cold seeping through to my bones. I take a look around me, almost total darkness apart from a slither of light emitting from above me. My other senses start to kick in as I bring myself to my...