(Content Warning: the end of this chapter mentions self-harm scars) "Barney? Barn, slow down for a sec'- Hey-" The mug was pried from his hands, and Savannah continued making the latte, having to wipe caramel off from the sides. "Why don't you stay up at the register, alright? Let me worry about making the orders. Would that work better for you?" Barna...
Back in the late 70s, when I was a young naval officer serving on my first trip, we were doing a six month deployment in the western pacific. One of the traditions of the sea is crossing the line, when the ship crosses the equator and moves from north to south or vice versa. Most ships hold a ceremony where those that have crossed before, called shellbacks,...
I felt the hot water hit my arm as I reached out towards Matt. I quickly wrapped both arms around his waist and pulled him into me. "Surprise." I said quietly as I buried my face in his neck. Matt started and let out a yell as soon as he felt my hands. His hands flew to my own and gripped them in fright as he tried to pull them off. His fright only lasted...
I sat in the corner of a coffee shop Saturday morning, watching the local news on my tablet, earbud in my ear, when a man walked up to me. He wore a bright smile and a beige pea coat with silver buttons, skinny jeans and ankle height navy blue suede boots with a grey, 3 inch wooden heel. His hair was shaved on one side and flipped over against his shoulder o...
I was panting and straining and Grady was whispering to me, "Stay with it; you can take it. You are taking it. Doesn't that make you want to shoot higher than ever before?" He was crouched between my spread legs, holding one up and away from our bodies, my other leg running up his torso, the ankle hooked on his shoulder. His forehead was plastered to mine,...
It's my first year of grad school and I've signed up to be a Residence Advisor, an "RA." Basically, I get to stay in residence for free in return for resolving disputes, offering advice, and coordinating events. I can see how taking care of a bunch of freshmen would get hectic, but my floor's just for graduate students and it's mainly a bunch of single-perso...
Author's Note – Seems that every time I have a pain in the ass chapter, the next one just flows out with no problem whatsoever. Watch, chapter 18 will take fucking forever and I'll spend my entire winter break fretting over it. Okay, I may have had a bit more fun than I intended with Indie's non-admirer's offerings. A lot of Google searching and stuff. I w...
Randy takes stock of his house and his life. All the characters are over 18. I hope you enjoy. Thanks, yet again, to LarryInSeattle. ============ Bill didn't take it well when I called him Monday morning and told him I wouldn't be in for the next two weeks. I had fourteen weeks of vacation built up. The car factories might be gone but I worked unde...
I was behind where I wanted to be in my training schedule for the Seattle marathon but I wasn't worried. I'd been running for years and could hold my own without much effort. Still, I wanted it to be my best time since it was a qualifying race for the Boston marathon. It didn't matter. The time had come. I packed my stuff and started the drive to Seattle. I...
*Surprise, Bitch. All characters are 18+* ***** "What would you like?" He was standing in the center of his spacious kitchen, with its slick granite counters and shiny chrome finishing. The sleeves of his green sweater were rolled up halfway to his elbows, showing toned forearms and lines of scars as neat as cross-ties on a railroad track. His hands wer...