Code blue

"See, I told you the wait staff was scrumptious here!" Elizabeth McGowen whispered loudly. "Go ahead and drop your spoon so that one will bend over to pick it up." She said as she giggled. Kate smiled in spite of herself. It was musing to see frumpy Elizabeth, the wife of dour banker David McGowen tittering like a school girl over twenty somet...

Sextet

Who knows - maybe you know one of them. A neighbor, perhaps? Maybe, a coworker sitting in the next office? Perchance even someone who has brushed up against you some time; surreptitiously touching you with a wet fingertip after bringing herself to orgasm for her Master or her Trainer, to fulfill his instructions to secretly mark a stranger with t...

Meeting of minds: two authors journey

Opening the door of room 335, Bill thought it looked like any other Holiday Inn with its large, twin beds, separate bathrooms, and heavy curtains. The large TV and movie box sat in the corner by the window. As he observed his surroundings, Bill noticed the room had that scent which seemed to be a feature of all motel and hotel chains: dust, human...

The doorway

Ive edited The Doorway to correct several grammar errors, a few spelling errors and redid some of the wording. I trust the changes will make the story easier to read and more enjoyable. For those that are interested this story was written using Canadian English, so you may find a few words that dont look quite right. I want to thank J. Mila Ramos...

The birdcage

I say "9:30ish", but really I knew it was 9:23 pm, just like it was the last time I pushed back the gauntlet on my glove to check my watch. The TV above the bar said 9:27. God – David was such a flake. I nursed the ice-water remainders in the tumbler on the bartop before me. It was the last of my third, which was really more than I liked to ...