Just when the world seemed settled, the unpredicted hit Howard straight between the eyes. Like the weather, he was on a rollercoaster. Nothing stayed the same. There were only a few things he was sure of, like night follows day and winter turns to spring. Other than that, there wasn't much that Howard could count on.After sixteen years of marriage, his wife packed up and left for Colorado to move in with a man she met on...

The Saturday morning, just six days before my action, I awoke to the feeling of someone sitting on the bed next to me. I waited with closed eyes to be shaken, and then used, however they wanted me, but they remained seated, disturbing me no further.“I guess one of you finally discovered I’m not locking my door,” I said without opening my eyes.“Not really,” a female voice replied. I opened and turned a bleary eye to see Ni...

  My childhood was a little traumatic, growing up in a working-class family in South Boston in the 1990s. My mother and father are both pure-blooded, Irish Catholics, and I inherited their pale skin, freckles, and bright red hair. I was teased mercilessly and picked on by many of the other kids. They derisively called me a ‘ginger’, and some of the boys even bullied and beat me up.  I couldn't defend myself very well eith...

“I have a confession to make,” said Bell.“Isn’t that the point?” asked Cindy.“Well, yeah. But... I got us ‘confessing’ about our first times because I’ve been too chickenshit to tell you all about my fucked up life,” she said. Bell took a deep draught from the flask as if to prove she still needed liquid courage. “I’ve wanted to tell you all for so long, but I’m not sure you’ll see me… No. I know you won’t see me the same...

“Where the fuck have you been?” she said. “In there,” I pointed and crooked my wrist around to indicate the bathroom, which was right past the bar and right again. I noticed her untouched drink sitting on the bar. “Why the aggro Rachel? Someone piss in your martini?” “Something like that,” Rachel snapped. “What took you so long?” “Nature called and we had a long talk,” I explained. She rolled her eyes irritably at my corn...

The brunette paused by the full length mirror in the hallway. The cream satin blouse fell to her rounded hips the opening stopped just short of her plump cleavage, the smooth folds contrasted nicely with the tight black skirt, black fishnet stockings and heels. She straightened the wide black belt around her waist, pulled the blouse out a little from the belt and smiled. Five hundred Euros an hour bought style and sophist...

The traffic started to bank up in front of him. Finally, he slid around the side street into the alleyway out back to park. His black Porsche would be safe here under the security cameras in Sasha’s carpark. That was another reason he enjoyed coming to her establishment. He just wished he could remember that girl’s name. Was it Sylvia, Lauren, or maybe even Louise? He paid the $200 at the door to Sasha. “Louise is the thi...

Jenny glanced over at the clock for the hundredth time and felt like a schoolgirl waiting to go on her first date. Her stomach was tying itself in knots and her leg was bouncing up and down like a rabbit. As the minutes ticked away she felt herself regretting this idea more and more. When her friends had joked that she should become a prostitute to take care of her money worries, she very much doubted they thought she wou...

Growing up as the youngest of eight children in a poor family in the Blue Ridge foothills of Caldwell County, North Carolina certainly had its challenges. Most of my clothes were hand-me-downs from my three older sisters, and I remember getting only one pair of new shoes up until I started high school. My family is very religious, and my parents did the best they could to provide us with a clean, modest home, and my fathe...