Dear Diary, I'm having difficulty falling asleep. It's 2 AM, and for the last thirty minutes, all I can hear is my mother and her boyfriend having sex in the next room. She screams when she has an orgasm. Since she met Eric, this goes on all the time. The...
When I married my wife we had a great relationship. We'd gotten along well, our friendship was pretty solid, we'd worked together, and we'd had a good time. The sex, quite honestly, wasn't as good as I'd had in the past, but I chalked it up to her having...
Melissa proved useful to Frankie once again as she helped her to locate and identify the two girls she had seen meeting Dante at the abandoned cabin. One attended Melissa’s college, while the other lived on her own with a young son. Upon meeting them, she...
Telling her mother she was meeting a guy for coffee wasn’t untrue in the least. Said guy knowing there was a meeting on the other hand? Different story. Telling his wife he was giving Frankie a ride to meet this guy and then go off to spend some time alon...
On their way to the abandoned cabin, a stop was made for Plan B in which Bill quipped to her, “You really should just use birth control and be done with it.” In response, he received a scoff, and the subject being ignored when she returned. Conversation w...
I woke up Sunday morning to sunshine through the trees again. I didn't remember any phantom clicks, but also did remember what surely was a dream. Stretching my arms, I rose and pulled up a pair of shorts again - skipped a shirt this time - and stepped ou...
I've known Lisa ever since she was a small girl. I met her mother back then, and after some flirting and beating around the bush, her mom and I finally started acting on our feelings, though she had a complicated status - she was still involved with Lisa'...
Since Amanda’s return a few days earlier, Frankie and Bill seldom spoke to one another. Most of the time, she wasn’t home, and specifics were never given about where she was going or where she went upon her nightly returns. Earlier that morning, Frankie’s...
The motel where Scott and Frankie had their initial rendezvous was the choice made for sleeping arrangements that night. Per the recommendation of Bill’s friend, they slept out while he performed clean-up duties. “Amanda’s coming home tomorrow. You sure y...
Kayla stopped by to see how I’ve been. She's a good kid with her head on straight. She’s my stepdaughter and she kind of missed me as of late. I divorced her mom three months ago. I don’t want to bore you with those details but it wasn’t bad. We just need...
A middle-aged occupant, a petite blonde, and a greasy criminal stood in a living room after midnight. It could have been mistaken as the set-up for a bad joke, but the unfamiliar territory did not amuse Bill in the slightest. “Dante, why are you here?” Fr...
Scott’s mouth opened and twitched without a single sound. His confused leers between his co-worker and recent lover in said co-worker’s jeep left him unaware of where to even start. “What… what the hell’s going on here?” Scott asked. “Son,” Bill started,...
Day five was here, but three pounds of unsold product remained. Since the incidents in Mark’s apartment and after, barely any conversation occurred between step-daughter and step-father. Enough to indicate she needed to make drop-offs or to nightclubs for...
His breathing was heavy, heartbeat quickening, and hot sweats discomforting as he crossed the bedroom floor. He had taken care to remove his work boots before climbing the stairs and stepping upon the cream-coloured deep pile carpeting. He walked slowly a...
Friday night, and the line outside of the club rivalled the river Nile. No issue for Frankie as she approached the bouncer, whispered in his ear and he cut her in ahead of everyone else. “She promised to blow him or something?” Bill drove around to the pa...
