Stories published by SITTING

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Going Nowhere

Sadie lay on her side of the bed, alone in the dark room. The curtains were open, streetlamps casting a dim glow through the window, the moon hidden behind a grey cloud. It was a warm night. She could hear the voices and catcalls of people heading home after a night out; their drunken laughs; the odd smash of a bottle. Her eyes flicked to the luminous alarm clock on the bedside table. He...Read On

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Cupid's Calling

A disillusioned Cupid finds the angel of his dreams…

It was the morning of February the thirteenth and even though he should have been busy with Valentine’s Day preparations, Cupid was bored. Sitting at the breakfast table, he contemplated his situation. Ever since the rise of technology, his job as God of Love had become easier than ever. Instead of having to fire golden arrows to make people fall in love, he just had to press a shiny red...Read On

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Heads or Tails

A charismatic stranger strikes up a deal with Marianne.

The nightclub was packed with revellers, all of them in high spirits, all of them dressed to impress. It was the time of night when everyone had got into the swing of things and being New Years Eve, the positive atmosphere was almost tangible. The partygoers on the dance floor seemed to be moving as one; the electric ambience charged no doubt by the mix of dub-step beats pulsing out of...Read On

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Top of The Tower

It was a snowy November evening when Tessa’s roommate Ana rushed into their apartment, positively bursting with excitement as she handed Tessa a flyer advertising the party. “It’s at The Tower.” She’d explained breathlessly, cheeks still pink from the cold, snowflakes dusting the shoulders of her Burberry trench, “You know where that is, right?” Of course Tessa knew where The Tower...Read On

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Dark and Wonderful Things

Cass Raven walked slowly through the crowd of guests, smiling occasionally when she saw a familiar face. It amazed her that she barely recognized any of these people. But then again, it wasn’t her party so she wasn’t that surprised. She scanned the crowd of people in search of Leo, but to her disappointment he was nowhere to be seen. Trust him to disappear from his own party . She smiled...Read On

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Strangers in Paradise

On the eve of her sister's wedding, Ash finds the release she’s been subconsciously craving…

According to the perfect blonde stewardess, it was exactly 17:43 local time when our private jet touched down at McCarran International Airport . My older sister Madison, the reason behind the vacation, stretched and beamed at me. “This is going to be great.” I shrugged. “Bit pretentious though. Getting married in Paradise of all places?” She smiled again, “So? I don’t care...Read On

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Insomniac

Calvin dragged himself up out of bed for the fourth time that night. The curtains were open, the midnight-blue sky sparkling with stars as the sharp crescent of the moon shone light into his sparsely furnished hotel room. So tired…so damn tired… But still, someone out there held tight onto the gift of unconsciousness, refusing to bless him with it. Calvin moved to the window and looked down...Read On

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Sex Money - The Finale

Jim took a gulp of chilled lemonade before leaning back in his chair, a small smile playing around the corners of his mouth. Leon was watching him, green eyes analysing every last move, brow slightly furrowed as he contemplated his next move. Jim sighed in mock-boredom and drummed his fingertips on the polished oak table before taking a final glance at his cards. Leon’s eyes narrowed and then...Read On

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Friday 9th March 2012

OK, so this is my first true story. I’ve kind of been in two minds about whether or not to write about myself because I don’t want to come across as too vain or self-centred but it’s been a bit hectic and I can’t really tell anyone about what happened so I’m offloading to you guys. I guess I should start with Adam. Adam has been one of my dad’s friends for almost ten years. He actually...Read On

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Harder, Faster, Stronger

Reece was just her bad-tempered running coach....wasn't he?

“Move it! You’re too slow!” Alice felt like she was all set to collapse as she dragged her aching legs down the final stretch of the track and looked up at her coach. “Too slow ?” Reece dangled the stopwatch in front of her face, “Yes. Way too slow.” He scowled as she made to sit down on the grass, “How many times have I told you? You don’t sit down after running!” Alice groaned, buried...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Ten

Heidi collapsed down onto the bed in mock exhaustion as Jim looked on in amusement. The flight back from Las Vegas had been jam-packed due to the holiday season and the snow hadn’t made things much better. But here they were finally were, home at last. “I just want to sleep forever.” Jim sat down on the windowsill, “You enjoy yourself?” “Yeah.” Heidi rolled over, looked across at him,...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Nine

Heidi sat alone in her sitting room, the day before Christmas Eve, pop music pounding into her ears, as she flicked through a newspaper she’d picked up at work. Snow, snow, snow. The various Christmas cards she’d received were propped up on the mantelpiece, just the way she liked. It had been a crazy three months. After all the big talk from Jim, the declarations of love, the wanting to move...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Eight

Jim sighed, “Look, I know it sounds really bad.” “Yeah, it does.” Heidi was glaring at him. “But she wasn’t a proper hooker.” “What, so she worked part-time?” Heidi was clearly not happy. Katie laughed. Jim glared at her and she held her hands up in surrender. “Hey, don’t give me that look. She has a right to know.” “Yeah well I could have told her myself.” Katie shook her head, “You...Read On

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Remember, Remember The Fifth Of November

The fifth of November? OK, so we learnt about that in infant school. That Guy Fawkes dude plotting to blow up King Charles II. Or was it Charles I? Anyway, the gunpowder under the Houses of Parliament and then getting caught and killed and having heads stuck up as warnings around London. So we civilised 21 st century folks like to celebrate that by setting off fireworks. Fun! I do like a...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Seven

Jim sat in the armchair, drumming his fingers. It had been 15 minutes since Heidi had walked out. Where was she? He got up and went to the kitchen. There was a full bottle of milk in the refrigerator as he’d known there would be. Why on earth was she so sensitive? He heard the door open and then close again. “Heidi?” He walked out into the hall. It was her. “Hey.” She seemed OK. He...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Six

Heidi stared at Jim in disbelief. “Are you serious?” “Yeah.” “You want me to move in with you after five days?!” Jim looked at her. He didn’t like the way this conversation was going. “Well, only if you want to.” Heidi put the ridiculously oversized Batman t-shirt back on. “Jim, my whole life is in Atlantic City. I work there, my apartments there, my friends are there. I can’t just pack...Read On

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A Lesson I'd Never Forget

I guess I should start by saying that I hated school. I really hated it. At the tender age of 9, I would be playing truant, missing Tuesday afternoons because I hated PE. Looking back on it, I was pretty dumb. I could have been kidnapped but I didn’t realise that; I was innocent. I trusted the world. I thought nothing of asking random strangers what the time was and it didn’t bother me...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Five

Jim grinned at Heidi’s shell-shocked face as he pushed her dress up, creasing it, feeling her soft smooth skin. ‘Jim! We can’t!’ Heidi’s eyes were wide in apparent fear. ‘Why not?’ ‘Someone will see us!’ ‘No-ones looking’ Jim muttered. He lifted his ass up slightly off the seat and pulled his trousers and boxers down, taking his engorged dick out, wrapping his hand around the rigid...Read On

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Tennis Kit

It was a pretty nice day for September. I was playing the men’s singles final at my local tennis club. My name is Fred Perry. That is my actual name. And I play tennis. Pretty cool, right? For those of you who don’t know, Fred Perry was the last British male champion of Wimbledon back in the thirties. I have a feeling I was named after him seeing as though my dad’s a bit of a tennis...Read On

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A Fitting Rendezvous

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Shopping for clothes was one of my biggest nightmares. I know, I’m a girl, I’m meant to enjoy spending all my hard earned money on flimsy little dresses; but I hated it! I hated walking into those shops, hated trying on the clothes, and hated buying them. If I had a perfectly good pair of jeans, there was no point in buying another pair now, was there? Which was why I was sulking as I...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Four

It was freezing. Heidi had put her old fashioned oil heater on full power but still she shivered beneath the duvet. It was Monday morning, 5am. Dragging herself out of bed, she stripped and showered, before getting ready for work, her flat eerily silent. Eating a banana, she picked up her bag, put on her winter coat and locked the door behind her. It was barely September, yet the sky was dark...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Three

Jim sat on the sofa, his head pounding, jaw throbbing from where Leon had struck him. It was with an insane desire to laugh that he realised the CD player was still on and he got up, turning it off, pulling his trousers and shirt back on. The door opened and Heidi came in, her face wet with tears. ‘He’s gone,’ she said in a choked voice, ‘Drove off.’ Jim shrugged, ‘So? What do you care,...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter Two

‘Heidi?’ Leon’s voice came down the line again, loud and clear. Heidi stared at Jim speechless, her fingers gripping the phone. ‘Can you hear me?’ Leon demanded. Heidi licked her dry lips, ‘Yeah,’ she whispered ‘I thought you wanted me to pick you up.’ Leon said. ‘Oh, uh…yeah, I got a lift home.’ Heidi replied, squeezing her eyes shut, praying he didn’t know what had happened. ...Read On

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Sex Money - Chapter One

She was naive and he was experienced...in more ways than she could have imagined

Seventeen year old Heidi Jenkins was checking her new outfit in the hall mirror when she heard the taxi pull up outside the house. She grabbed her purse and shouted, ‘Leon, I’m going now!’ Leon came into the hallway. ‘Are you coming back here tonight?’ Heidi smoothed her hair with her hand and shrugged. ‘Doubt it. I’ll call if I am but I’ll probably go home.’ ‘OK.’ Leon...Read On

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