Dennis and Polly in the Cell

“Help?? Polly?” Dennis woke on his cot. The cot was more comfortable than the metallic floor of the cell. Except for the blanket over top of him, he was naked. Turning to the wall behind him, he used his thumb to scratch a diagonal slash through four upright lines he had put there on previous mornings. A quick count of …

Gray’s Best Tan Ever

“This is awesome.” Gray whistled as he walked along the beach. His bare chest glistened with oil, and the long navy blue bathing shorts almost down to his knees. His feet were sockless and covered with black flip flops sloshing beneath him. The waves splashed at the rockdy beach like a tongue playing with genitals with the Sun in attendance …

Dennis and Polly in Captivity

“Pork chops!” Polly blinked. Dennis said it again, “Pork chops! Would you like a pork chop?” Polly wagged his nub of a tail in agreement. “Yeah, I figured you would like that.” Dennis wiped his hands on the fropnt of his white apron. “I’m a master with the Foreman!” Polly wagged more agreement. Polly three pork chops out of the …

Turn About and the Brain

“This can’t be happening.” Cliff could only hear his own voice echoing in his head as the music bleated out any other sound. Currently the DJ was sharing a golden oldie of GnR welcoming people to the jungle at full volume. The strobes showed people bumping and grinding on the dance floor. He had expected they would get back to …

Live Free or Turn About

“Mr. Street is here.” She sat alone in the office after the admin closed the door. She allowed herself to breathe again, before brushing blonde bangs out of her eyes. Her pageboy cut swung just over top of her shoulders. She stood and straightened her black jacket over white blouse and ran her hand over the front of her black …

Gray’s Best Photo Ever

“Are you ready?” Two female voices answered from the other room, “Yes!” Laughter ensued. His bare chest muscles rippled as he pulled the comb through his hair. “You’re hot,” Gray whispered to the man with salt and pepper hair and goatee in the mirror. He mockingly kissed each forearm before returning the comb to the bathroom drawer. He had black …

Drifting Snow

I lay in bed, hovering towards the beyond that would be sleep and am already seeing the vision of her. The darkness outside is pierced by the Moon reflecting her light off the unspoiled snow. The snow glows, showing off her curves. The first curve is the nape of her neck that I want to dine on as the appetizer. …

Hidden Gem

A bell rang over the door as she entered. The fluorescent lights showed baby blue walls covered in sample boards over a dark carpet. The windows were blocked from the street by long blinds from the twelve foot ceiling to the floor. The reception desk had a teal face. The counter on the desk was done in a red solid …