Her black hair and matching eyes were almost as hypnotic as the dark brown legs that appeared beneath her denim skirt as reliably as a welfare check on the last day of every month

I couldn’t afford to shut the car off and I couldn’t afford to let it run for long. Jumping out, all I could think of was missing the pickup time for lovely Jennifer and what that

I knew I wasn’t going to get far so I drove two miles down the road and then off into an old factory road that had been abandoned for ten years. There was a bar blocking the way,

When I got back to Iris, we shared some of the food and fell asleep smelling of Funyons. I woke up late in the afternoon and Iris was using the last of the ice on her forehead

My own father had said many unforgivable things about Indians even though his grandmother was a full blooded Cherokee. Somehow I always felt ashamed of this fact as if I were here

Sarge looked like a darker, stockier, older, Korean version of me. His black hair flecked with white and his tan, wrinkled face covered with stubble; Sarge walked with a limp from

Nary a visitor to the gorilla cage would smile at CoCo. She just sat despondent until one day

"The time is ten o'clock, do you know where your children are?" chimed the television, and all Icould think was, "No. No I do not."

The afternoon of the late night luncheon was a farce. My aunt drove into the rose bushes and said the cheese was old and the pasta was sleek and sexy, she then grabbed

The inmate walked away chuckling. So there it was. In the cell for thirteen minutes and twenty four seconds and he had an appointment to suck the dick of a Skinhead named Old Maid

The screams woke me up.I heard when my mother brought DeeDee back from her dream wich,based on the sounds she was making,could be anything from erotic to a nightmare.It was such

Everyone's heard the stories, the vampire myths and other monster stories. Everyone knows their made up tales passed down for generations. Does anyone know the true monsters though

A thousand little stories clawed free of his fingers; each of them an infectious, creeping epidemic of dark ideas. Each waiting to take root in minds unsuspecting and give rise to

Normally Carla didn't accept under 18s, but today she was in the mood to make an exception, so she picked up the phone and

my name is nell ,hihihihi,from china

He paced anxiously back & forth, wearing a track in the cheap carpet. 9 1/2 months of dedicated study was supposed to prepare him, but right now he made coffee nervous. He entered

Josh stared with emptiness into the rumpled contents of his back seat. It was a jalopy sure, but it was his--he earned it fair and square, and as the crimson sun sank, so too did

"Click". I didn't expect the trumpets of doom "click" to sound like this. But "click click click" you can never know. One moment you see the light at the end of the tunnel, next

There were qualities about the woman that only he could see. She never wore makeup, yet looked amazing in the morning without effort. Her smile lit a table, but not a room.

Paul was a midleaged men with a house and a car to pay for,a wife to please,two boys to raise...and a secret : he was completely,simply,totally