Master’s hand stroked her cheek as she knelt silently beside his chair. He wore a black suit, white shirt, and red tie. He sat with his right leg crossed over his left, towards her, in his plush armchair. From the corner of her eye, she could see Kelly on the opposite side of him, in the exact same situation; kneeling …
Nine years ago…Nov 15, 2010…I began the Stranded in Toronto site on WordPress. It seems like eons ago. I recall sitting at the computer and debating the title, finally settling on Stranded as I simply missed my Rocky Mountains. That’s right. They’re mine. You gonna make something of it? I was listening to the song linked above by Billy Joel as …
shame /SHām/ verb gerund or present participle: shaming (of a person, action, or situation) make (someone) feel ashamed. There is a problem with the definition above. The word, shaming, has become a word that is associated with how people are made to be ashamed over that which they cannot control. We have all heard the damage this does and how …
This morning a radio story made me angry. I’m heading into work on my usual short commute and the broadcasters tell a sad story of basketball star Steph Curry. First off, I don’t like basketball…not my thing, but I understand how it is to be a fan. This, however, is not about basketball. It is not about Curry, either. He …
I claim to be an erotic writer but seems I’ve not been writing anything of much lately. In September of 2017, I left work for six weeks due to stress. The firm our company hired to “assist” employees going through short term leave bullied me back to work by demanding I get on medication or lose my job. This writer …
Author’s note: This post was inspired by my being a judge for Smut Marathon this year. The fourth project had me coming up with this as I was reading the entries. Thus, this follows the rules that it must have some reference to “eavesdropping” and must be 225-250 words long. I had more trouble with that last part but, ignoring …
Let the next person help. I don’t feel like it. This bus has just departed downtown Windsor, Ontario and will deposit its passengers in Toronto about five hours from now. Getting in this bus was a challenge as this is a continuation of a journey that the coach began in Detroit, Michigan. It was already two-thirds full when it got …
Maggie woke with a snort as her snoring habit went off to hide too late. She blinked her eyes a few times before closing them tightly to help them adjust. To the left, grey daylight filtered in through the blinds of the sliding doors. Through those blinds, white snow passed sideways as the wind carried it along. April, she thought. …
