Megan smiled as she walked along the street. Her mind was full of memories of doing so previously, how she had slipped on the wet moss that covered the pavement, and how George had saved her. Her mind drifted back to the suggestion that a 'slippery when wet' sign should be in place and how thoughts had turned to other times when her body might need similar warnings posted. She also remembered how he had dropped off his do...

Summer’s flight was scheduled to land at 7 pm, and I was supposed to pick her up at the airport forty-five minutes after that, so I was surprised – for more than one reason – when she walked into our place at 3 in the afternoon. “You’re early…” I began to speak and suddenly stopped, frozen mid-sentence. Summer stepped through our door, and was followed in by a tall black guy with shoulder-length dreadlocks. “Babe, this is...

Do you remember our first night? When you hold me in your arms so tight, Even though the moon wasn't bright, It was the only place where I felt right. Do you remember my scent? And I do miss your accent, I still remember the day you went. When you left, was it in your best intent? Did you already get your degree? I never had something to disagree, If I knew beforehand, or could somehow foresee, That I will be asking mysel...

I find myself ordering a drink at the bar, and my mind is trying to comprehend what I’m looking at on the other side of the bar. I have three faces looking back at me, smiling and laughing. It appears they were having a great time, but unfortunately, all their enjoyment and laughter is directed at me. My eyes slit, I tilt my head to the side, and I stare back at one person. For the last year and a half, we’ve been sleepin...

Amidst the crowd in the club, he stood tall, a commanding presence that demanded attention. Dark and handsome, he embodied the classic bad boy archetype that was practically a guarantee to leave your heart shattered. It was like he perfectly fit the mold of what I was drawn to, even though I was fully aware I should steer clear of that kind of trouble. Our gazes met in an instant, causing a rush of crimson to flood my che...

It started as an ordinary day at Debbie Robinson’s house. Both Brenda Jones, Debbie’s best friend (and occasional lover), and Dave Webb, her boyfriend, had come to Debbie’s house as she packed for a camping trip with her dad to wish Debbie well and spend some time with her before she left. Things seemed a little tense between Dave and Debbie, but Brenda seemed to work extra hard to lighten the mood. But it was to no avail...

A few days after having a threesome with my best friend Jeff and his girlfriend Tammi, he invited me over to his place for pizza. Would I think with my heart, my stomach … or my dick? Here was the dilemma: our three-way encounter had been a bit one-sided, as it were. Tammi hadn’t let me (or herself, for that matter) do anything to pleasure Jeff. Worse, I wasn't happy about the demeaning tone she had taken with him, especi...

Beads of water slithered down the window pane as I looked down into my glass of golden nectar. I simply called it the memory suppressor. It was a cliché, the rain only started when I got that text, ‘it’s over.’ The two words that nobody ever wants to see or hear but after seven long years I had finally lived my nightmare. However, I at least had company as my older brother was going through the same thing. We slouched in...