4. Soon Kelly, Soon I stand by my car under the bright winter stars, smoking a spliff. It is not the same cigarette I put out on Ronson’s arse but a new one, rolled by the man who stands beside his motorbike near Ronson’s trailer. “Soon, Kelly, soon,” the man says. Ronson is inside, probably asleep. Before that, he asked what relationship I had with Dave and why I would do something like this for him. I explained that I h...

I’d made assumptions about Chelsea, or at least the content of her journal.  She’d talk about her day, her feelings, perhaps offer a little insight into what made her tick.  Anything but what it actually contained.  To say that I was surprised by her first entry would be an understatement.  She’d entered a description of a method for what she referred to as ‘Frozen Key’.  Place key in plastic water bottle.  Freeze overnig...

I like to tinker.  Always have, ever since I was a kid. Anything from taking apart a DVD player and putting it back together to building models from scratch.  Later, I graduated to laptops. Soon after, I started designing things.  Started with elaborate mouse traps and then graduated to Rube Goldberg styled contraptions.  Wasn’t really a point to it other than the sheer enjoyment of figuring out how to take what was in my...

I recently sighed a contract with an online Mistress. My main duty under the contract is to write or edit several publications I'm preparing for sale. If I displease her, she assigns me essays - writing of her choosing that doesn't contribute to my writing goals. I sent her a late response and she assigned me to write about a man following a woman in a mall because of her sexy pencil skirt. Here's the "essay:" What was th...

I wish I could think clearer than I do. I wish I could see things better than I do. Sometimes, when you can see everything, you miss the things that matter most.My job? Seeing. And I see a lot. In fact, it wouldn’t be an understatement to say I see everything. Everything important, anyway. I stare down the screens packed into a small room, and make sure nothing bad happens. Security. Of course, nothing bad ever does happe...

I see your eyes avertAs I cross your pathInside it makes me smileI know you had it plannedYour feelings are so strong for meYou cannot stay awayBut you’re so shyAs you pass byYou dare not speak my nameEach day you’re thereAnd so am II know you have it timedPhone in handAnd it would seemYou’re fully occupiedI’m so sureAll it will takeIs that I give a signOur eyes will meetOur hearts collideAnd I know you’ll be mineWe’re me...

Every morning I sit in my black Ford Bronco parked outside Lily's apartment. Lily leaves for work at eight-thirty a.m. sharp and I don't want to miss seeing the way she struts her tiny ass across the parking lot to her silver Chevy Camaro. I watch her slide that ass into her car and back it out of its parking spot. I follow her to work every morning, just to be sure she gets there safely. If her car were to ever break dow...