So rusty… There’s nothing wrong with working at Bob Evans. Just like there’s nothing wrong with admitting you dropped out of college. My mother told me that the day I called crying because I was failing out of school. My tears dried up, packed my dorm room up, and got a job waiting tables. Now …
A different angle while I sort out Missy. His face wavered before her eyes, his expression morphing as the tears swam in her vision. She felt frozen, hovering above a yawning black chasm that was moments from swallowing her whole. The coo of her child seemed distant in her ears. She found she squeezed Kyle …
I love staying at business hotels. The places with the concierge and staff that will do anything for you. The places where the press of the men’s suits is exact and so pricey you can smell it in the lobby. The places that scream high end. Pretentious, uppity… Expensive. The taste of that word in …
Sometimes it’s good, you know? I do it to see if I’m getting better or worse. I wrote this last March and figured I’d repost. On initial drafting, I had worries about how this would be received or interpreted. Really it’s just a story. And it’s a draw on the writing. I could feel you. …
Trying to get my mind working again. Her hands, so thin and delicate, slid up the outside of her thighs to rest on the bottom curve of her ass. She bent slightly at the waist, her fingertips caressing along the seam as her cheeks spread. “Show me.” She glanced over her shoulder, a flush heating …
It’s a bit long, but I’m looking for help. Here are two unedited versions of beginnings for Hunter’s Gazelle. I’m asking for your opinion on each. Comments are closed so I’ll put a contact form for you to privately send your opinion. I’d appreciate the constructive critique. – 1) Sweat trickled down her face as …
Getting a story started. Hang tight. “Miss, you’ll have to hold your coat until after all the luggage is stowed.” “Oh, I’m sorry. I…” Missy glanced up from digging in her purse and the words died on her tongue. Her jacket was five inches from her face, but her eyes bypassed it to the tan …
“Man, she is so far out of your league you two aren’t even in the same galaxy.” True. Fucking. Story. Brad couldn’t deny the truth of Mark’s words. This girl was out of his league; it was there in the way she carried herself as she floated across the room. She screamed high-class and dignified …
Inspired by this post. — I’m not sure what to expect laying here on this table. The woman who led me into the room had pressed her hand to my lower back and told me to take my time removing my clothes. “Consider it a first step to releasing your self,” she said as she …
Haven’t done a prompt in forever so I’ll tackle 5SF Prompt: Ache — 1. In spite of her silence, the knock came again. Macy’s stomach twisted, fear and her too long ignored hunger gnawing her belly the closer she came to the door, to her fate. Throwing it open, she came face-to-face with her own …