Author: Story Teller

“It’s not even Halloween. It’s March. That’s basically the opposite of Halloween.” “Well it’s an anti-Halloween party then. It’s the best time! Costumes are so cheap! Come on. Don’t you love me?” Mike watched his girlfriend bat her eyelashes and pout. He had already effectively given up the moment she asked, but stubbornness won out. “Claire, you know I love you. More than anyone. But I don’t even have a costume. Where will I find one in” – Mike checked his watch with elaborate verve – “six hours?” “You know, I just so happened to be out shopping today.” Mike…

It was one of those late summer days. I was done with homework and was watching tv. My mom, a single parent, was snoring on the couch. This was her routine. She came home, gave me a kiss, asked how my day was, and than went into her room to get her work clothes off and put on something comfy for home. As it was hot and humid, this was only a overlong t shirt. Coming out the bedroom, she went to the kitchen, got herself a cup of coffee, went to the living room, sat on the couch, lit…

Trauma I was in my early teens when that happened. It was always awkward around family gatherings when we would see each other. He tried to meet me more often, but I avoided him at all costs. I was still going through puberty and didn’t know what I was feeling. I remember feeling numb. And sat motionless, no tears, just blankly staring at the bathroom wall with a blade in my hand. Gently scarring my arm with lines, lines of red, streaks of blood oozing out of my self inflicted wounds. I’d begun cutting as a way of coping. I…

Standing by Maddie’s ajar door, Rod fought a battle he should have known was long lost. For on her bed, deeply asleep and unaware of her own father’s leering gaze, was his babygirl, naked and vulnerable, and instead of looking and walking away, Rod stood rooted to his spot. His gaze, hungry with need, simply wouldn’t stop caressing the curves and mysteries offered to him. Oh, he tried. Rod struggled to walk away, to forget everything he knew and what he had just seen so he could go back to a semblance of a normal life. There was something, however,…

Those beverages danced in our heads, making our deepest fears go away. They helped us carry out the best of celebrations. We sweated, we got excited. We got trashed. The entire city had a big grayish mantel, humid, rainy. We made love all night. The last frame I have in my eyes is her nipple, embedded in the top of her breast, and my index finger playing with that rounded little piece of flesh. I remember something when the cold intensified in the dawn. She picked up from the floor the blanket and the bedsheet to wrap our bodies up.…

Gabe was drunk off his ass. He’d arrived at Ronnie’s house, his best friend, a couple hours before everyone else came and they had the smart idea to pregame the pregame. His twin sister Brooke had come to the actual pregame with plenty of cocktail ingredients and he downed drink after drink, amazed at how he couldn’t even taste any alcohol. Then at the bar, he’d met a cute asian girl celebrating her birthday, and like the gentleman he was, he had to buy her some drinks. Of course he couldn’t let her drink them unaccompanied so he had a…

Revenge? Expending useless energy. John looked at me with a grin that only five beers can produce. “So, you’re gonna let them run you out of town without gettin’ even?” “Nobody’s running me out of town, brother. This promotion has been in the works for nine months. It’s just timing that I got it after we split up. How cold is it out there now, fifteen? Ten? I’m going to be living in the sunny South, and it looks like my house will be on a lake if they take my offer. While you’re freezing your ass off up here…

Early one weekday morning I was going through my daily regimen. Up, coffee, showered and dressed for work. I usually left for my customer visits at nine AM. This particular morning I was running late. Sue was up and around at the same time, although her normal departure time was an hour later than mine. She had been puttering about the house all morning, checking her patient schedule, sending emails, etc. She wasn’t even dressed yet, wearing a sheer robe which she had slipped on after her shower. A shower which had run up against mine as she insisted on…

The whole thing started months ago when my mother invited me to the spa. Deep tissue massages and hot baths are mom’s safe haven, her place to unwind after a busy week. She also insisted that I come to the gym with her. We would get dressed next to each other at her insistence, both in the gym and spa locker rooms. I couldn’t understand why she had this sudden push to be naked around me. We’ve always had normal physical and social boundaries. Her nudity became more blatant and she’d stand there watching me undress. Let me give a…

Another lockdown. Stuck at home for at least 2 months, shopping delivered from the supermarket once a week, and that was it. This new pandemic was supposed to be more virulent and impactful than the last one and I had lost Bill at the beginning of the last one. He had caught the virus and had never recovered. Jack, our son, and me had also caught it, but it didn’t seem to impact us as much. We had been a little cavalier before, carried on as much as we could, went to the supermarket, put a mask on and shopped…