Copyright 2003 All Rights Reserved Joann approached him in the huge RV that she and her ex-boyfriend Sean had rented for the weekend. “You’re looking good, Matt.” “Yeah, you say that to all the boys." “Well, I’m saying it to you now. Fuck, what happened to you? You even got a tan now. You look damn hot.” Matt shook his head. His thick Irish brogue filt...
All in all it was a good day. I went to the publishers and finished the paperwork I needed to have my first book published. Dropping off the kids at the in-laws and hear all about how they never get to see them and its all their son's fault, like I really wanted to hear them drone on. And then that quick stop at James's office. Not a bad day overall. Still ....
She went to bed before me to put the baby to sleep. I waited for half an hour, long enough for little Faith to fill her belly full of warm milk and fall off to baby dream land and then tiptoed softly into the bedroom. My wife’s eyes greeted me, sparkling in the darkness, while little Faith made cute little baby snores. She watched me silently as I took off m...
I sat staring out the window while drumming my fingers on the desk. I had finished typing up all of the reports and entering all of the data as had been assigned to me. It was then that I noticed the window ledges and the bookshelf were dusty so I rose from my chair to clean them. As I tidied up the place I thought back to my initial interview. "Tell me abo...
Chapter 3: A Taxi named "Desire" Once again, We walk. Your arm snaked round my waist, mine around your shoulder. We come to the Banks of the River. The lights reflect from the far side, shimmering over the Inky blackness. So VERY romantic. I slip my Leather Coat over your shoulders and, grasping it by the Lapels, pull you to me. Kissing you, Sincerely! We w...
Bob Randall's car was a 1989 Oldsmobile. It was a non-descript car, grey with a red interior. If Bob had ever been in a road accident with the car, all the State Troopers would have found on the scene would have been soda cans, pieces of paper, magazines, and cigar butts strewn for a mile and a half of interstate road. Bob Randall's gray Olds was, at this mo...
This is my first time posting anything on this site. I've been reading stories on here for a while now and I have finally decided to write something on my own. I would like to receive constructive criticism on this please. I hope you all find the story to be entertaining. :) Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lacey smiled as the crowd applauded her for her e...
"All I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by."--John Masefield, "Sea-Fever" (1902) I. "Did they explain why?" "Come to bed." "Did they say anything at all? A hint?" "It's exactly what you think." "O ... fucking hell. And you're going?" "Yes." "When? How much time do we have?" "Hours ... minutes ... they're coming for me right now." "What?!...
It had been a long, hot day. We'd spent it out and about since about seven in the morning. We started at the balloon festival, and then we'd gone to the outlet mall and spent several grueling hours shopping. Finally, we had met a group of neighbors at a local restaurant for dinner and drinks. Fortunately, we took Uber there. As frequently happens, we drank...
"Oh god, oh god, please wake up!" Something was pushing on my chest over and over. Then, lips pressed against mine. Air being forced down my throat. "Oh god, oh god, please wake up!" I slowly opened my eyes to see Jen pushing against my chest. The lust in her eyes was replaced by fear and panic. "Jen...?" I managed to croak out weakly. "Terry! Thank God...