Naughty or Nice?
Posted in Flash Fiction on Nov 24th, 2010
naughty She’s ready for you Naked, horny, blindfolded, Her pink cunt: dripping. nice Caught in the downpour He pulled her close, kissing her. “I’ll always love you…”
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Andrea’s Farewell Challenge (Part Two)
Posted in Short Stories on Nov 10th, 2010
Still, Amy was acting more passive than Andrea was used to– of course, due to Claire sitting a few feet away– so Andrea took Amy’s hands and placed them on her breasts. Andrea loved the feel of Amy’s tiny hands playfully caressing her nipples. By this point, Andrea was fueled up with wine, anger, and [...]
Andrea’s Farewell Challenge (Part One)
Posted in Short Stories on Nov 9th, 2010
By Jane Loblaw, edited by Belle Roberts When Claire arrived home a day earlier than expected, she was shocked to find her lover sitting on the couch next to ex-girlfriend Andrea. It was after 11 p.m., and there were two empty bottles of wine on the table. Andrea held her lipstick-stained glass when she saw [...]
Yours
Posted in Short Stories on Nov 5th, 2010
By Annika Mari, edited by Belle Roberts She entered his apartment quietly, setting her bag and shoes beside the door. Softly calling his name, she walked into the living room where movie credits rolled by on the TV. He was sleeping on the couch, his glasses on, a hand across his chest. She knelt down [...]
Subtle Sweetness (Part One)
Posted in Short Stories on Oct 13th, 2010
By Annika Mari, Edited By Belle Roberts October It was already dark when Julia walked up the long, narrow stairs to her apartment. This year she was forcing herself to be aware of that true shift from summer into fall. The days were growing shorter suddenly and she knew that if she did not pay [...]
Together
Posted in Flash Fiction on Sep 19th, 2010
By Belle Roberts Tears stung behind her eyes. She tried not to look at him, knowing that if she did, she would cry. Instead she directed her gaze down to the floor. “I just don’t think I can do this anymore.” She said, her lip quivering. “I can’t do it all, I can’t continue this [...]
Reflections
Posted in Short Stories on Sep 10th, 2010
By S. Ryce, Edited By Belle Roberts It was not his earliest childhood memory, but it was one of his most vivid. Although his father had been gone for many years, he could still see him spreading newspapers over the living room floor, taking out his easel, squeezing colours from metallic tubes and mixing those [...]