Ernesto brushed his teeth with extra vigour that day, then he scraped his tongue. He combed his hair, cut his nails and then put on his best clothes. This was his big day. He was sure of it. Today, after four years, the beautiful love story of Ernesto and Ruth would finally get its happy ending. There really should be a rousing soundtrack for a kiss that, were they TV characters, the fans would have waited years for. They...

“If you do something to help me, you’ll get a blowjob tonight,” I said down the phone. “There isn’t much you can ask for I’ll turn down on those terms!” Roberto said, as I’d expected. “The only stipulation is that you aren’t allowed to ask why I want you to help me with this. Do we have a deal?” “Absolutely!” I’d met Roberto in the lecture hall. He’d been exiting his social studies class; I’d been entering for my lecture...

"Rebeca...I want to apologise. I'm sorry I was mean to you when we were growing up." Rebeca looked up, and into her brother's eyes. Jorge's lips were pursed, and he was looking straight at her. She could see he meant it. She looked down. "Ok. Thanks." There was silence, then she said, "You...damaged my confidence. With boys, especially" "I know. I'm sorry." Jorge looked at his sister, now a woman, now to be married. She w...

I took the leftover cheese, crackers, and wine back to the kitchen. There wasn’t much wine left, so I poured the remainder into my glass, then put the bottle in with the recyclables. I hummed a folk tune while I put the cheese in a baggie into the fridge and the crackers in a baggie in the pantry. I had done what I could to get and keep Steve’s attention. If I could get him to lead for the rest of the day, I could make th...

  I leaned on the sofa arm, stretched across Steve, and picked up the remote. I twisted around and turned the TV on. "Here you go, Steve." I handed him the remote. "While I get changed, you can find something to watch, if you want."Finding the right dress-up clothes to do my laundry was going to be interesting. I never dress up to do my laundry. Hmm. I pulled my telltale slacks off and tossed them in the laundry hamper, t...

As a teenager, I lived in a relatively small town. My parents ran a farm, so every Saturday I helped them out on the farm and in return, they paid me a few dollars. This helped me out quite a bit because the job that I had in those days didn’t pay well. Every Saturday night, my old school friend, Dave and I would drive the twenty-five miles to the adjoining town which was a good deal larger than my hometown. Like most tee...

Okay, so it was a twenty chapter story, right. Yes, it was but life goes on and I now need to tell the readers what that life looks like. What has happened to the key players and are there some things that didn’t appear in this story? This is about trying to fill in those gaps as best I can. I know, for some it will be boring. I can just see the comments now, "Boring, Goyse! No sex.". But if I don't do this some might say...

It took me twenty minutes to grab my holdall and hustle out of the arrivals terminal. I was back in my hometown which was a ninety-minute flight from my university. Just close enough to visit but far enough away to give me space to grow and gain independence. I caught the bus into town which would pass two streets from my house, and as I settled back into my seat, I felt myself relax as all the familiar sights of my child...

Julie lay on her bed. She felt confused and ashamed. The shame was for many things. It was for the loud orgasm she just had, for the pictures on the laptop screen, and for getting wet from the comments that men had posted below the pictures. She felt like crying. She should not have looked without her husband. But ever since she knew that Tom had posted naked pictures of her on ‘adultism’ she kept checking the site. Three...

“You can’t see me”I heard you sayTrue my eyes alone do not seeYou present to the worldWhat the surface revealsWhat lies beneath interests meTo know I must listenYour words I must hearTo catch a glimpse of your soulWords you have writtenI read time and againUntil the map of your heart unfoldsThe sound of your heartbeatSpeaks clearly to mineI hungrily consume every wordMore than those wordsMy ears ache to catchYour musical...