Only just recently had I been fantasising about male best friend, Marcus Glen. Every time I saw him in person or on the web cam when I was talking to him on Msn Messenger, my heart would literally leap up into my chest with excitement. One …
The Morning After I woke up the next morning all alone in my queen-size bed. The bright, hot morning sun was shining brightly through my open bedroom window, beating down on my naked body. Slowly I became aware of the fact that my body was still …
Her Basement, by Rajah Dodger Copyright (c) 2001. All rights reserved, except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights only are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain attached. The animal in the basement was whimpering again. My next-door neighbor kept …
Sticky Afternoon by Rajah Dodger (c) 1994, 2009 It was a sticky afternoon, and Karl was tired of waiting for the bus, tired of looking for work, just plain tired. He tapped his fingers impatiently against his briefcase as he slouched against the building in the …
It was Friday, about two hours before my shift was to end. I glanced at the note that had just been placed on my desk. It was from the office manager of the call center I work in. “Come see me when this call is done” …
Tiffany Harris entered the lantern lit house as it was Halloween and everyone was in Halloween costumes. She wore a tight skinned black dress that clung to her slim figure. “Hello, anyone here?” She asked, walking into the lit sitting room. Tiffany thought it was very …
For the first time in my life, I was really looking forward to going to church. My encounter with Bob and Sally had given worshiping a whole new meaning for me. For the first time in my life, I had experienced a taste of heaven while …
We’d been neighbors for about three years. Tonia and her husband Glenn were not really close friends, but we kept an eye on each others place while the other was on vacation, shared an occasional barbeque, and played cards now and then. I’d always …
I’d just moved into the apartment. It was just a crash pad, a place to stay while I worked during my 7 day shift as an air ambulance pilot. I’d be commuting back and forth from Denver for my week off. The job itself …
