August 11, 2015 – 7:03 PM Morrison Motel 14 Paris Blvd. He sat on the bed, nervously awaiting the arrival of his guest. The windows...

Of course I did it. I brought Mackenzie to my cabin, telling her that I wanted her to meet my friends. She happily came with hardly a...

“Are you sure?” she asked, leaning to see the gauges. “Babe, I'm tellin' ya it's fine,” I replied, touching her shoulder to gently push...

I came home from a trip over the long weekend. I went out of town to a little hotel with a pretty brunette named Vanessa. I had planned...

He had never needed vision correcting lenses for his entire life until he turned twenty-seven. His eyes had taken to constantly...

My soul had been broken down. My body felt lifeless. Useless. It was void of any joy. Depression had taken its place. It nestled in...