It was the Nordstrom men's half-yearly sale and the store was a madhouse. I had decided to stop by and check out the dress shirt table. The store usually had some pretty good sale prices on designer label dress shirts and I could justify buying a couple at the discounted prices. With it being the first day of the sale the table with shirts in my size was alr...
My room mate and I had been out on a pub crawl with a bunch of friends when we realized well after midnight that we were the only ones left standing, so we jumped in a cab and went home. When we opened the door we were hit with a wall of heat! The A/C had quit again. As we both knew what to do, I went to the fridge stripping off my shirt to get some cold on...
The clock seemed to take forever to make a move and hit the bell. Finally, after long 45 minutes of torture of Mr. Thompson's lecture I was able to live again. He was my math teacher since I was in 7th grade (now I'm a senior). And his classes weren't funny like Mr. Robins, my biology teacher. To tell the truth, I never paid any attention to any of the biolo...
Warning: Contains reluctant/coerced consent. Note: This story is a work of fiction and not intended to make light of sexual harassment but to illustrate the fact that men can be victims, too. I stared at Clayton with an angry look on my face and biting my bottom lip. I'd heard about things like this happening to women—and some men—but never believed that I...
I sent my best friend to prison. Well, I didn't actually send him, but I might as well have. I'm a public defender. They don't get much lower than me. Allan, one of my best friends caught his wife cheating on him and stabbed her almost a hundred times with a penknife. He asked me to defend him, even though we both knew he was guilty, but he didn't care becau...
I arrived at the street and pulled up just after the entrance to the cul-de-sac he lived on. Getting out of the car, I pulled the zip on my jacket up to the top to hide the collar I was wearing. It was 2:30am but even so a car drove past as I walked down the street, pretending to cough so that I could cover my neck with my arm, not wanting the headlights to...
Vicki Lynn blow dried her long blond tresses and pulled them back into a ponytail. She rushed out of the bathroom attached to her master bedroom in the 877 square foot single wide trailer she shared with her nineteen year-old son, Tyler, and her on-again-off-again fiancé, Lamar. She grabbed the keys to her red 2004 Oldsmobile Alero coupe. She was running lat...
It was a chilly autumn night, upon an empty train platform, where I was waiting desperately. I believe it was the first look when our eyes met, that I could feel a savage fire burning deep within my soul. Calm as the night, he stood there. Smoking a cigarette never felt so appealing. Maybe I was staring for too long, or he could read straight into my core....
Later that afternoon I got my first glimpse of my possible ticket out of this "team punch" hell. I went to class and the professor, who was also my faculty adviser, asked me to come see her in her office after her next class. When I appeared there, she wasn't alone. A young student was sitting and chatting with her. I took to him immediately. He was perhaps...
My buddy Jeff just called to let me know he was home from college. He told me I should come over later to his Dad's house. Jeff's parents had split up and Jeff was at his Dad's place for the time being. I drove over that afternoon but I didn't see Jeff's car. I went up to the door and Jeff's dad answered. "He got delayed for a bit, you might as well come i...