CHAPTER TWO—The Classmates Sally had noticed this guy in her drawing class. He sat several rows up from her. He had blonde hair, wavy at the ends, which he wore long enough to tuck a bit behind his ears. He had bright blue eyes and a fair face with a few freckles. He walked with the energy of an athlete and a swing in his gait. He didn’t look particularly strong but more light and agile. Some days he wore a smile on his f...

CHAPTER ONE—March Winds Sally woke up and gazed sleepily across the room at the sun streaming in through her front window. A bit of dust in the air was caught by the sunlight, making the light into rays as it shone on the oval wool rug on her floor. The wind had howled last night but was quiet now. She heard a few birds chirping outside. Hey!—that was a welcome new sound! She got up and looked out the window onto the stre...

Looking out of my window toward the main road, I had to squint to see between the strips of sticky brown paper that crisscrossed the glass. Night had fallen a while ago, and the stars were bright against the night sky. No lights shone anywhere. Pedestrians appeared as dark shadows; the odd cycle clattered amongst them. Tiny slivers of yellow light glowed between the masking on headlight lenses. I had bathed after coming o...

My name is Kellan, and I moved to a small coastal town, Whitney Crest. I needed a change, and I swear it called to me. As if it said, you've fucked around long enough, get your ass home. The funny thing is, I'd never lived there before. I was tired of the big city. It could go bite itself in the ass. Tired of the traffic, tired of pavement. Tired of trying to sleep in a bed I once shared. I needed a new lifestyle. I was t...

Early on Tuesday morning, Dillon’s cell phone rang and woke him out of a dead sleep. It was too early to take a call and way too early for the rude awakening his ringtone was blaring from the nightstand next to his bed: The intro of Won’t Get Fooled Again by The Who. No one in their right mind calls this early. 'Why didn’t I turn this damn phone off last night?' he wondered. But he was curious and looked at the phone. The...

We kissed and talked for another twenty minutes before realizing the time as my phone alarm startled us into reality. "I'm sorry, but I have to get ready for work. When can I see you again?" I inquired. "Give me a couple of days, and I'll meet you again for our morning training," Emily said with a grin before kissing me one last time. After dressing quickly, she grabbed my phone and put her number in it, and called hersel...

The next morning, Mark wakes up having calmed down from his anger last night. He now regrets his decision to speak to Emilia in such a manner. True, she was horrible to him, but now that he thinks about it, it's not her fault that her rich parents spoiled her rotten and her friends put her up on a pedestal, eventually making her believe she is better than everyone else. She is just a victim like he is, albeit one of exces...

I’m fifty-four. Well, I will be in a couple of months. I got married at twenty-five, right after I got my first job, because I couldn’t wait to get out of my parents’ house. For the first few years, my husband and I were busy with our jobs and an intense social life. Then, we decided to add a little human being to our couple and start a family. After that, we realized that the first human being came out pretty well and we...

Robin and I lay together on the bed panting, caught in the warm afterglow of our lovemaking. Robin sure knew how to get me going. That was the thing with Robin, nobody else had been able to drive my desire so passionately, nor for so long. It was just a bit over five years since I met Robin, at a friend’s engagement party. I knew the groom to be, while Robin knew the bride. As we mingled I felt the odd sensation that I wa...

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“I don’t think I’m quite finished with you yet.” Laura's eyes widened at his words. James let out a soft chuckle and scooped her into his arms. Their warm, sweaty bodies pressed together again. James walked towards the bathroom; his feet softly padded against the wood flooring. Laura buried herself closer into his body. She enjoyed the feeling of being held by him. James pushed open the door to the large bathroom. The int...

I just want you to want me. We’ve been together for years; years of soft touches and gentle kisses and whispered I-love-yous. But I want more. We used to be so hot and heavy, so passionate, and I can feel the heat fading as we fall into the repetition of day-to-day life. I can see the way you look at me, like I’m just another piece of your day, as important to you as the coffee pot or the keys to your car, just another st...

All bundled up against the snow, Matt, Martha, and Timara arrive at Tim and Abbie’s house around four in the afternoon. The snow isn’t coming down that hard, and there is only about two inches on the ground. What is falling leaves cute tiny droplets on Timera's nose when she is brought in. Luke and Mary arrive right behind them and help mom, dad, and baby with all the gear. Mary smiles at Martha, saying she remembers well...