Smooth jazz filled my minimalist apartment as I removed my teal blazer and kicked off my red stilettos. Left with a formfitting white corporate dress and black nylons, I slid open my glass door to the balcony, oddly letting the wintry air in before turnin...
Call me Zoe. That’s my name this week, this month, in this city. I tend to change it to fit my mood, my current path, much like I change my hair. You could call me a nomad. I’ve lived on the East Coast, in the upper Midwest, northern New England, the Sout...
Wendy perched on the window seat as she looked out through the round bedroom window. Like most days since turning sixteen, she was grumpy, but today she was also annoyed, having just been grounded by her mother. “Grounded,” she muttered to herself. “I am...
Patrolman Wordsley of the Colorado State Police could not have been more surprised if a giraffe walked up and asked him for directions. Five gorgeous college girls crowded around his car all flirty and giggly, and after asking him one question, four of th...
Carrie Leslie slyly snatched the nametag out from under the noses of the convention center’s gendarmerie. She was still wearing a bridesmaid’s dress because she couldn’t find the woman that she swapped clothes with, and neither of the couple that she had...
Shelley’s enormous knockers rocked raucously from side to side. A pot-belly and ample ass jiggled while she danced like a possessed gypsy queen around the fire. Shelly did not give a fuck. And I was once again mesmerised by the explicit display unfolding...
It had been a torturous past couple of days for Tim. He worked as a salesperson at the local branch of a national insurance company and he had been sent to a convention hosted by the parent company. It was all incredibly boring stuff and he felt like he w...
Finally, my dad nodded to the undertaker who started the conveyor. “Annie?” he had asked. I just couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't. Bloody typical, Sarah would’ve thought. “Brian?” Sarah’s father, again cervical cancer’s bitch, had also shaken his head; a sto...
Nkhata Bay, Lake Malawi, May 1995 I sat in the hilltop gazebo overlooking the sleepy little bay. Time practically stood still here, and it was the perfect place for reflecting and putting pen to paper. I had everything I needed: a table, a stunning view,...
Sydell paid for his drinks and finally left the tavern so he could voyage to a shadier part of town. He knew the eastern side of Kaspszak attracted a far more despicable and notorious crowd. It was riddled with exclusive strip-joints that only allowed a c...
Adam's body brushed hers, and she felt the vibrations from his stirring energy while his fingers went tap tap tap on the subtle swell of her hips. “Let’s fly, Charity,” he whispered in her ear before hoisting her with ease above his shoulders. Charity gra...
My husband, Tom, and I got away for a week-long Hawaiian vacation. We needed something after ten years of marriage. We are both thirty-five. The last ten years have been good, but with three kids, there hasn’t been much opportunity for romance like we use...
Vanessa Day sang along to AC/DC on KBBZ FM as she drove south on US 89-S from Great Falls to Paradise Valley near Yellowstone. After inheriting her late father's farmland and property, the thirty-year-old former beautician was returning to her home state...
