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...
Lust, Like Thirst: 1 La Guitarra These 3 stories are about sexuality and our desires for it. They explore bisexuality, homosexuality, and heterosexuality. They are not about judgments of sexual preference, but about our seeming insatiable desires regarding sex. If you have certain hangups, fine. These stories are not for masturbation. I would greatly apprec...
THE DISCOVERY Coach Brian Wilson decided to go to his office on a Saturday morning. He was the coach of a small college wrestling team in Southern California. He had already run his five miles that morning so he decided to get some paperwork done at the office. His wife Wendy was playing tennis with the women that morning so he would not be missed. He was i...
Chapter 22. In which our hero enjoys an afternoon delight. It is Sunday afternoon and the last lap of the race has just started. Two of my teammates are behind me and we are in the lead group of twenty or so. Our sprinter is the last in line. My job is to keep us near but not at the front until we are within the last mile before the finish line. My legs...
"You cannot put it off any longer, my friend. If you do not choose for Asu soon, the priests will take him. The choice will no longer be yours—or Asu's. He is of age for starting the life chosen for him. He cannot do other than meet his destiny." "I know that, Sargon, it is just so hard . . ." Baltasar, the wood merchant, was sitting at a table outside of...
Chapter 30: Saint Valentine "Mmmlllmmm... Ullmmmm..." Adam murred as his eyebrows rose and furrowed over his closed eyes. He is slowly waking him, and realizing something is rolling and moving around in his mouth. He opened his eyes to see that Merrick is straddled on top of him, his hands on his shoulders, and kissing him very passionately in his sleep. "...
There are guys like me out there for Bonila145 I'd been late all day -- late for morning chow, in the latrine too long, and late for Physical Training on the afterdeck. All I heard, hour after hour, was screaming from the sergeants. How I ended up in the Army, I'd never know. At only 5'2", I thought I was too short for the draft, but in 1942, the physica...
There's just something so special about family reunions. Part of the reason would have to be the fact that most members of the extended family have only seen each other once or twice every two years. Now, everyone can gather together in one place at the same time. They are just so pleased to come together and catch up on current events. Some are just happy m...
The doorbell rang. Terry waited a few seconds to see if his mother would answer the door, but he heard nothing. No footsteps, no sound of the door opening—nothing. She must have gone out without saying anything to him. With a sigh of resignation he muted the TV, and tossing the remote on the seat of the recliner, he went to the door and yanked it open. Gav...
Friday after lunch, I called Lana's personal phone and left a message then I called Coach's number. He picked up on the third ring. "Hi, Coach. I was calling to make sure you were home from your trip and to see if you still wanted me to come over this afternoon." "Hello, Gary. I got in late this morning. And yes, why don't you come on over as soon as you...