I've always fantasized about it, Neena wrote. Meeting a man in a bar. Going back to my place. And discovering that he's wearing panties. It’s so taboo. We were texting one another. A few days earlier, she'd responded to a simple ad that I'd placed onli...
It was another hot, dry Texas day - the kind of day that made water thirsty. The countryside hadn't seen rain in several weeks. And the hot westernly wind picked up the sun-baked soil and threw dust into the air, making breathing even more difficult. It w...
June 2005 Slants of moonlight spilled through the cheap, ugly motel curtains, throwing soft silver glows on discarded clothing. A broken lamp dangled from a table, cord taut, the shattered bulb still flickering. The orange sparks of light were locked in t...
Zoe quietly traced her fingers along the black and green streaks that overlapped the navy blue background of the bedding beneath her. The elegant mahogany headboard that supported her back chilled the exposed dip in her tank top, yet it's smooth surface c...
1988 After a rather messy divorce, which was entirely my own fault, I had been rebuilding my life and trying to avoid the multiple affairs that had plagued the previous ten years. Luckily, in some ways, we had no children, so apart from the financial sett...
