As always, my heart raced as the time for my session approached. Time always passes so slowly when I’m in the waiting room. Even three minutes is a long time. I wanted to be in there with Holly. I started going to her for massages – the regular kind – for muscle tension. She always
“Oh, yes, I think it’s wonderful to see the young people enjoying themselves,” Kristen Adams lied to her brother Manfred as she looked around the party room. There had been no way out of her niece’s birthday party. Her niece Irene had even gotten onto the phone personally and begged her to come. “Oh, Auntie
Nick runs a catering firm with his assistant Molly, and I help out too when they have a big order to fill. One night we were catering for a really big dinner party, and it was well after midnight when we got home. We’ve got a large extension at the back of the apartment which
The wind blowing through the trees surrounding the huge log structure and outbuildings. The cold needles of rain, knifing into all sitting near the door as it opens into the great room of the Inn. Feeling a shiver as the cool air caresses the thin material of my skirt as I wend my way through
It was one of those nights. We finally got to bed and my wife gets a call. It’s her mother. She lives about half an hour away and has been going down hill lately. She’s on oxygen, taking pills, seeing doctors two, three times a week, yet 10:30 at night she’s having trouble breathing. It’s
Recently, I learned just how useful the information superhighway can be. My wife, Katie, told me that she had been fantasizing about making love to another woman while I watched. We were both excited by the prospect, but neither one of us knew of a way to make the dream a reality– that is, until
His offer: I have four frames remaining in my old manual drive Olympus. Each time you see me with this camera you may nod assent or call it quits. If assent is given, I will advance the film one frame. You may offer no further protest until the shutter has been released. I choose the
California has it’s fair share of cold, wet weather. Perhaps not as bad as some areas of the country, but then, you wouldn’t be riding a motorcycle in December if you lived in Minnesota either. It WAS cold, and wet, and raining like hell that dark December evening, and I WAS riding a motorcycle, a
It’s a usual thing for me to hang out after work with my friends. We usually play poker at each other’s houses. On this day, it was David’s turn. After work, David, Jim, Harry, and myself went to David’s house for a night of gambling and alcohol. David had a table and chairs set up