Clair’s Story II

“So he killed your pimp?” Clair nodded. Her red hair framed her tired eyes. “In one sense, he and Jake became your pimps after that,” the reporter stated, glancing up from his notes. Clair shrugged. “Some have said that. In the truest definition, I suppose it is true.” She picked up her coffee mug and took a long sip. “They …

She Who Hesitates…

“Oh my God!” Her brunette hair was matted with sweat to her forehead as she quickened her pace. The rest of her hair bounced down her back. Her breath quickened and she closed her eyes to enjoy the moment. Even her toes started to tingle. His hands grasped her hips and pulled her down harder. “Holy fuck!” Her vision cleared …

Clair’s Story

The doctor paused for a moment, his eyes moving from Jake to Clair.  His hand ran through his buzz cut brown hair.  “Unfortunately, his injuries were too extensive.” Clair gasped and clung on to Jake to hold her up. “His heart stopped.  We tried to revive him, but…” Clair’s head spun enough that she did not feel it smack off …

Clair in His Dreams

“TOUCHDOWN!!!” Jack stood and screamed in celebration with the packed crowd at the Rogers Centre.  The murmur in the crowd slowly increased as the last few seconds ticked down on the game clock. The announcer, apparently, felt the need to remind everyone, “Only ten seconds and the Argos will have won the 100th edition of the Grey Cup!” The crowd, …

Clair and the Fisher King

“I like New York in June! How about you?” The three figures on the couch joined Robin Williams on the TV with the next line. “I like a Gershwin tune! How about you?” The three roared in laughter as they snuggled together. The only light from the strobe like effect given off by the television. Clair stood and picked a …

Clair in the Snow

Clair tapped her toe as she waited for the elevator. Quietly she hummed to herself and checked her watch. Glancing out the door, she saw Jack still in the building loading area watching her through the windows from the idling Navy Toyota Matrix. Snow had started to collect on the roof of the vehicle and cars crawled along the street …

Clair in Oakville

“Dammit!” Clair checked her watch as she waited in the elevator. The bell announced her ground floor arrival before releasing her to her apartment lobby. She wore a jean skirt halfway down her thigh, over white stockings. Her black boots came up past her knee. A black button down blouse on top. All covered by her, currently undone, black overcoat. …

Clair in Spring

“Where are we off too?” The man helped her into her black overcoat. He whispered in her ear as he smoothed the fabric on her shoulders, “I was thinking my place.” Jazz drizzled from the speakers overhead as the other diners whispered to each other. The red walls were adorned with mahogany cabinets filled with wine bottles. “Sounds good.” She …