He comes home early. Door's locked. Strange. Calls for his wife from the hallway—no reply. Groceries? Not her usual time. Upstairs, bedroom, he figures, taking a nap—not there either. A suspicious movement in the corner of his eye—the garden! Huh? Naked? Dancing seductively? Why? Sinking feeling. A lover? In the garden? Bitch! Rushing downstairs and out—no one else there. Relief—confused relief. "Hey hun," she greets him....

I was having a long day at my job as a tutor in the institute where I work. My name is Kissovak, and I tutor graphics design. It was already past my usual time for home. As exam time was nearing, students were coming after class hours with some things they needed help with. Just as I finished my work and was getting ready to leave for home, someone entered my office and locked the door. I was surprised to see one of my st...

Entrancing beauty! Champagne strands in the breeze, Flying, flitting, flirting. Such complicated, exciting delicacy! Your seductive fragrance bewitches With glorious intoxication! Your dance entices. Open your petals to me!

"Who was she?" Chelsea asked after Molly had gone. "A friend," Jake said shortly. It was all he could do not to run after her. God, how could this have happened? He had no idea what to do. Well, he decided, Molly was gone and probably needed time to calm down. So for now, he would deal with Chelsea. "A good friend?" Chelsea raised an eyebrow. "What did you want to talk about?" Jake went into the kitchen. "I wanted to talk...

Now this is the way to watch a movie, Jake thought. He sat on Molly's couch and she was curled up next to him. His arm was around her shoulders, and if he leaned his head down just a little, he could smell the light, airy scent of her shampoo. The lights were dimmed to make it easier to see the screen. He hadn't cared about the movie, he realized. He just didn’t want to stop being with Molly. Everything about the day had...

Molly had a great time with Maddy and her friends, Ginger and Sharon. She hadn’t had a girls' night of any kind in forever, and they all got along famously. Not a lot of jewelry got made, but they had a blast anyway, and made tentative plans to do it again. “Oh, that was fun,” Molly said with a happy sigh as she helped Maddy clear away the dishes. “I haven’t done anything like that in so long.” “Really?” said Maddy. “That...

"So, what do you do?" Jake asked as they walked. It was a nice late summer night. The temperature had dropped slightly and the humidity was low. A slight breeze fanned through Molly's hair. "Me?" Molly asked. "I'm, um, I'm a nurse." She managed not to say that it was a choice her family had not supported. It didn’t seem fair to lay that on him when they'd only just met. "No kidding?" Jake asked. "In a doctor's office or a...

Silver, Blue & Gold Author's note: This was one of my early stories, when I was still working on writing. Well, I still am, but had more to learn at this point. I hope you like it, even though it's a bit rough around the edges. Jacob Scott stared at his desk. He couldn't believe she was gone. It had been a week and he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. Chelsea had left him. "I'm sorry, Jacob," she had said, standing...

Gentle touch of giant hands Upon a fragile canvas tainted Images that create desire A stroke of passion finely painted Colors that mix with ease Assorted hues vivid, bright and keen Wanting, craving, needing to please The artist stands back to study his piece Transparent, matted, bold or radiant Which shall he choose this night? Or will his brush not feel the grip Of hands that are warm and soft The image he creates is un...