A young fireman and a nurse in the prime of her life -- if not one having the best of luck -- keep finding themselves drawn together by unusual circumstances. Can fires, a blizzard, and a little Valentine's Day magic ignite a brand new flame?
A Subway Story (7) The last of the series of stories set on subway trains. This one involves a man, his lover and a nun's habit. An excerpt: "Do you realize what it does to a guy's ego when he's gotten a woman off six times in one night? And for Clarissa, that would just be shooting par. She made me feel like the greatest lover in the world. So she was perfect except for the one teeny, tiny, infinitesimal flaw: She was stark raving crazy about exhibitionist sex."
A woman going through a divorce and her three daughters move into the small home of her sister-in-law, her husband and their three sons. One son and the three daughters must sleep in the basement.
It's Friday's birthday on the 5th February and I've been listening to Boyzone singing this song. Ever since the Song Story Fest in FKWLounge I've been considering every song I heard as inspiration for a story. It's almost cheating to use this one. Anyhow it's dedicated to the birthday girl.
Anna is young and attractive but sometimes intimidating. She is comfortable in her role of wife and mother, which she balances against her career as a policewoman. She's also comfortable in her heterosexuality, but her emotional world is upended at a kindergarten barbecue where she encounters Susan, who unearths feelings she never suspected. Anna turns to her journal and tries to pour her confusion onto the page where she hopes to better understand what is happening to her.
A young man wakes up in a hotel room alone. As the day continues, he finds that he has lost a day and there is no one around. What happened and what can he do? Follow along with Brian and find out. Yes, the title is a play on the "Naked and Afraid" series. Hopefully, the words won't be blurred like the bodes!
Lizzie (not her real name) is some who was incredibly important to me for a very long time. I had already come out when we met, but she taught me to accept and to love who I was. We never met in person; this was purely an online love affair but at time it was quite intense. In the end, she decided she needed to focus on what was real in her life and I understand that. I still love her deeply. This is a story. a dream. a fantasy that we wrote back and forth to each other.
Maggie Mc Allister thought it was just going to be another convention. Give a little speech, answer a few questions and sign some autographs. It turned out to be anything but conventional