I work in an office with some very nice people. Yes, we have our busy body, Agnes. Agnes slithers through the hall with her cup of coffee, just looking for gossip. And if you ask her, she is the busiest son of a bitch in the entire company. Bert, Frank, and I have become very good buddies. We love the outdoors. We also love stopping at Michael’s Pub on Friday after work. Barbara the bartender is amazing. Even when the pla...

Let me just state here and now. I hate getting my hair cut. I always have, and I thought I always would. I have been to barbers, stylists, and everything short of a dog groomer. All I want is a simple haircut and my beard trimmed, nothing more. Not to mention those little hairs that stab your neck for the next two days. I was sitting at a table at Knuckle’s Bar and Grill, eavesdropping on a conversation between two ladies...

I'm sitting on the side of my bed. Remembering the day my future husband was killed. Thinking back, I can’t believe it has been a year. A year ago, I was three months short of becoming Mrs. Peter Thornton. But I am still Patricia Singleton and Patricia, Patsy, Singleton I will remain until I lay next to my intended husband, Peter. It was the fault of Sammy Casey. He was in the middle of one of his drug deals when Peter ha...

Ever since Alicia told Kathy to take a long walk down a dirt road, she has been a different woman. She seems happier and much calmer. Even her sexuality was more intense. The animosity seemed to be resolved. I was so happy for her. A month passed. I came home from work and Alicia was looking very pensive, or maybe I should say contemplative. “I saw Margaret at the vegetable stand on the way home. We chatted a bit, told me...

Now that Myrna/Alicia had come clean with her identity, it was getting more exciting. I remember Alicia from the wedding. Her sister didn’t include her in the wedding. She was stunning in her light lavender dress. It showed just enough to find a place in your memory forever. When Kathy started ordering staff around, Alicia would lower her head. Alicia just stayed out of Kathy’s way her entire life. After the wedding, I re...

Martin’s Café has been a staple in Overton for over thirty years. Ted Martin’s grandfather started it, and now it was in the hands of his grandson. Ted, the third, had a picture of the three generations on the front window below the name. He even had napkins made with the logo. I stopped there because the food is darn good. He has the thickest malt I have ever had, anywhere. Ted hasn’t succumbed to the new spicy styles. H...

Have you ever gone to a party you didn’t want to go to from the beginning? Well, I am sitting here, with a beer at a party that started at seven sharp and ended at seven-o-five dull. The only reason I’m here is my friend Vernon wanted to punish me for some reason. I was telling Vernon that I was leaving when Shelly and Todd entered the backyard. This was going to get interesting. As soon as they walked in, Shelly started...

Fred was finishing his project and getting ready to head for Ellie’s Bar to celebrate. This project was an uphill climb from the start, and he was glad it was in the mail. He was walking in the bar and his phone went off. “Hey handsome, what are you doing?” “Just walking into Ellie’s. What’s up Samantha? Can you join me for a cold one?” “That would be super. Too bad, Annie is out of town, we could have a reunion of our fi...

Samantha got up the next morning and put on the coffee. The aroma stirred Annie from her sleep. Samantha poured their coffee and started to chuckle. “What’s so funny?” Annie said through a yawn. “We’re not dressed for breakfast.” “Well, we’re dressed to go back to bed and pick up where we left off.” The phone rang and Annie answered. It was Fred. “Good morning, Annie, how are my girls? I sure have missed both of you.” “We...

The curse of Monday and back to work arrived. Fred and Samantha parted with a long hot kiss. He started to grab her firm ass and push his returning hard-on against her when the phone rang. “Hello, this is Fred Gibbons. How can I help you?” Fred listened to the caller and said he would return the call in an hour. He looked at Samantha with a sad face. He said he was sorry, but this was a business call. Samantha did not see...

Autumn was making its arrival. I was thinking it seems unbelievable that it has been over a year since I met Libby. And the Lord knows, I will never forget any of it. We have enjoyed many sex sessions there is no doubt about that. As time went on, it wasn’t sex. The three of us were in love with each other. There was never any jealousy or arguing. Sure, there were “rubs”, but we worked them out. Of course, the outstanding...

Life at the apartment - or 'sex den', I should say - was going along great. Libby got a job at the cleaners to help with the expenses. Andrea was doing the cooking and keeping the house but felt bad because she was not working and bringing in money. I don’t know if that would have been a good idea. Since the murder, we kept her inside just for precaution. We hadn’t heard anything about the murder, but we were not leaving...

Our living and loving went on for about seven months. I came home from work on a Tuesday night. When I walked in the door Libby was crying and shaking like the devil himself had been there. “Libby, what in the hell happened? What’s going on? Are you hurt, are you in trouble?” “No, Charlie. I’m not hurt or in trouble. My friend Andrea is still with that monster. She called and said his car wouldn’t start and it was her fau...

Friday night. Time for my usual shortcut through the park and head for Benny’s Burgers. But why was there a girl sitting on a bench in shorts, tee shirt and tennis shoes on a chilling night? So, I stopped and got out. She gave me a type of "now what?"-look. Don’t shoot, I’m unarmed. “Can I be of some help? Are you hurt?” “No. I ran off.” Now this young lady didn’t appear as though she ran away from home, I had a gut feeli...

For my first full day of freedom after the divorce, I decided on a walk through our park. It was a perfect morning for late spring. I had just started my walk when I saw a lady sitting on a bench. I realized it was the brunette from the bar yesterday. I remember walking over to her table to say hello. I walked over to say hello and introduce myself. It appeared by her silence she didn’t want any conversation. I just said...