"This is what happens when you leave the side door open."
Rose leaned against the counter daydreaming, the soapy dishes in front of her being cleaned by unthinking hands. A shiver curled from her neck down to her toes, as she remembered last night’s bout of love-making. Her husband was perfect...
"Iris gives in"
"Iris," he said softly, "Turn around." At the sound of his voice Iris had taken an immediate step back. Ash was sure his life was going to crumble. He'd never felt so rejected. He never wanted to hear her say no. "Ash,...
"A twisted tale of friendship, loss and love...or not?"
As Violet pushed the doors to her home open, she felt her heart drop due to the sight before her. Seven metres in front, Crystal was seated in the pouring rain. Her head was down like a beaten dog. Her...
"The truth according to Shania."
A year after I helped Shania bury her husband (we always referred to him as the ex), Shania and I were married, in a church, no less. Shania’s vision had a spiritual aspect that I hadn’t anticipated. While I had...
"The devastating 27 y/o widow turns to her mature neighbor for moral support."
Shania Taylor was too damned young to be a widow. But, that’s what she was. Her husband had been killed in one of those idiot drunk driving accidents. Unfortunately, he’d been the one drunk. Fortunately, he’d lost control and slammed...
"The gorgeous widow leans on the neighbor for support after her loss."
I unlocked the door for her and pushed it open. Shania strode in as if she owned the place. She walked straight to the window, placed her clutch on the sill next to the two glasses left from earlier in...
"Try as I might to argue otherwise, Shania is convinced that I love her."
I stood on the landing, looking at the “C” in brass on the door for a few moments. I hadn’t had anywhere near as much bourbon as Shania had, but felt my head swimming. This was not a good situation,...
"A meeting between two online friends"
Susie grinned, checking her reflection in the mirror. Okay she was no model, but her sea coloured eyes and her freckles made her seem like she was as sweet and as innocent as she sometimes wished she was. She tilted...
“Hey. How’re you doing?” The question was a familiar prelude to our many telephone conversations. “Great now,” I smiled into the phone. It was a luxury being able to talk on the phone in the evenings, but he was on...
"Jason wants Giulia to go to a nascar race with him, then they engage in oral sex and fingering."
" I would really love it if you came to Florida with me and my mother for a nascar race," Jason said to me, as we cuddled on his bed. I stared at him with an astonished expression on my...
