***Wednesday*** Wednesday began like my previous days: a nice breakfast without any talk about what happened the night before. "Benny, I guess it's TCU today, then what are your plans?" "I'm supposed to go home on Thursday." "Why so soon? I was going to show you some of the sights around the Dallas-Fort Worth area." "I thought you'd be glad to get me out of your hair and have your place all to yourself again." "No, it's b...

***Tuesday*** The smell of bacon wafting down the hallway aroused my senses to the point that I had to get up and investigate. I felt a little like Buster, our dog, on the scent of a squirrel. Once arriving at the kitchen, Marion had cooked a breakfast of bacon, eggs and hash browns with OJ. "So where's Benny going today? "SMU... It's not too far from here, so I shouldn't be all day." "Yes, I've driven by the campus many...

After hours of pouring over the Smithson account, there came a gentle knock at Jake's office door. Looking up from the paperwork, he called out, "Come in." The door swung open and a woman in her late twenties strode in. Her hair was long and wavy, cascading down her back in loose curls that bounced with each step. The light brown locks catching the soft filtered sunlight, giving it a golden sheen. Jake's attention was imm...

Emily took his hand and led him to a door in the far wall of Rachel’s office. "Why don't we get you cleaned up before you head back home?" she suggested. They entered a small but well-equipped restroom, complete with a gleaming shower and fluffy towels neatly stacked on a shelf. Emily deftly turned on the water and waited for it to warm up, her hand testing the temperature until it was just right. The sound of rushing wat...

(Mid 1980s) It was the summer before I left for college. I was at my parents’ house on Hilton Head Island, and had been looking for new adventures I could bring to life around the house. We had an outdoor shower next to the utility yard. It was uncovered because it was intended to be used by people in swimsuits rinsing off the sand when returning from the beach (common in resort communities like ours). But I fantasized ab...

I woke to hear the shower in my ensuite running. Through the half-open door, I heard someone singing quietly. I rolled out of bed, pulled a pair of boxers on and as I crossed the room I could see Stephanie showering. I stood in the doorway listening to her and looking unashamedly at her through the watery glass. I tore myself away, pulled on shorts and a tee shirt, and went to the kitchen. No one else was about, it was ea...