Legs Stories

They might be spending more money on dates and making love instead of making out, but some things, such as Johnny, never seemed to change.  The imperative, female voice boomed down the hallway. “Gwen, pick up the phone, already! It’s your friend Robin.” Gwen put down her nail polish and reached for the phone her father had installed in the bedroom she shared with her kid sister. “Hey, Robin. Where are you? Is everything a...

A young woman was sitting behind the desk, looking intently at a document, and nervously clicking her pen. As I came in, she looked up at me, giving me one of those formal smiles that I hate so much. I liked that particular smile though, maybe due to the fact that a charming dimple appeared on her left cheek. She was dressed in black business suit with white wide–collared shirt, and looked all business. “Hello,” I said. “...