Fiction: Margarita Girl & the Shoe Virgin

"Alexa, the terrible!" "Jenna, I swear if you call me that one more time I'm going to put my stiletto up your..." Jenna interrupts with peals of laughter. "I'm not the one having an affair." Alexa raises her left eyebrow slightly. "That's because your not having anything...now are you?" "I just got... Sign in to see full entry.

Alexa sat in her bubble bath and studied the rose petals floating on the water, skimming the surface like a pastel dream. The water smelled sweet, its warmth devouring the goose bumps on her legs, leaving them soft, sedated. She leaned her head back onto her bath pillow and closed her eyes. She... Sign in to see full entry.

"Alexa," Jenna calls from the doorway of Alexa's office. "Was that Dalton who just left here zipping up his pants?" Alexa nibbled on her bottom lip and pretended to look busy by flipping through a blank file. "Huh?" "Dalton, the most available bachelor at Smith, Brown, & Weston just zipped up his... Sign in to see full entry.

Alexa swiveled back in her chair just far enough to see the waterstain on the ceiling, a stain she thought resembled Abraham Lincoln. It was the size of a dinner plate, very noticable against the pale backdrop of sparsely decorated walls. And since there were no windows in her office, the stain... Sign in to see full entry.

"Don't touch me there!" Alexa Keaton said pushing on the chest of her rather tall and handsome husband. Nole didn't budge. He continued to poke Alexa in the ribs as though he thought tormenting her was a funny way to pass the day. He was easily amused. There was no doubt about that. "Such the... Sign in to see full entry.