Friday afternoon has always been a gift to me. The work week would be over soon and I could look forward to a weekend with my wife Pam, the kids and friends. I was really looking forward to tonight, because my best buddy, Jack was coming over for dinner....
She was thinking of Marco again. Nike sighed. Leaning forward in her seat, she tried to engage in the buzzing restaurant table conversation but her mind kept wandering. She felt restless and exhausted all at once. She hadn’t slept properly for weeks; suff...
PreludeSummer was slowly slipping away in Ontario. Hot and humid nights had given way to cool and clear mornings, with the crisp hint of autumn in the air. The bustle of summer was gone. The tourists had all dispersed, heading home to work, school, life i...
"Think of me xoxoxo," she wrote as they ended their daily chat. He smiled at the thought as he turned off the interstate. If only she had known what he had planned. Things had only just fallen into place for him to surprise her. First she had accidentally...
Sandals flopped against her feet as she charged down the sidewalk. A few heads turned, noticing her slightly disheveled clothing and the flush spread across her cheeks. A tight t-shirt was shifted to the side, thrown on in a hurry. Her white jean shorts w...
Last time we saw Jay and Amanda was when Amanda and Jeanette were doing a special video for Jay as an anniversary gift. The football season has ended for Jay. He currently has been spending his free time with his two favorite girls Amanda and Jeanette. Wh...
“Are you ready for this?” Amanda’s question shook my thinking. I looked at her and Jeanette with a smile. “I guess.” Jeanette spoke. “I have been looking forward to this for a while now. How about you?” Amanda nodded her head. “Are you kidding me? I have...
How long have I been here? Has it been an hour? Or has it been hours? I didn’t have my watch on and Jenna, Jeanette’s sister, has been interviewing me on a surprise gift from Amanda and Jeanette. So far we have talked about how our relationship first star...
It was 9 o’clock. I was pouring my second cup of coffee, waiting for our guests to start arriving, when Debby walked into the kitchen wearing her Mrs. Claus outfit. It wasn’t much, a tiny, red velvet miniskirt trimmed in white, faux fur that barely covere...
