Our neighborhood is rural but there are a number of well-to-do families scattered about. The reason I mention that is that people frequently associate rural with a bunch of hillbillies. Not so here. The family next door is a mom with a master's degree in finance with a teen-age boy and two much younger daughters. Her husband died in a commercial plane crash...
He'd just started to take off his parka in the waiting room when she came out from her inner office dressed in a heavy coat, a scarf around her throat. She smiled the smile she always smiles - the "psychiatrist to patient smile." She spoke to him in her friendly, professional therapist voice: bright, warm, hopeful. "Keep your parka on. Did you do as I aske...
The following is a fictional story by a bisexual man. ***** I was tired. It'd been a long day of moving into my dorm room, so I was just laying on my bed, shooting the breeze with my new roommate, Rob. He was putting things up on his side of the room, while talking about going out for the football team when his eyes wandered to my side of the room and lan...
I got past the read through with Mollie barely containing her fury, and Phil smirking at me the entire time. David was off in wardrobe, so he was spared the awkwardness. I waited for him outside his trailer and when he finally showed up I grabbed him. "Look, I have a problem," I said ushering him inside. "And that would be?" he smiled. "I can't do this lo...
Sergeant Samuel Stillwell adjusted the temperature in the squad car again. The howling wind created a psychological feeling of cold. Of course, the fact the ambient temperature was -29 Celsius aided that freezing feeling. Sam hadn't been on a car patrol for a great many years. He was 47 years old, had served the city police since he was 23 and was only a ye...
Part Eleven: By mid-April Roy and I were in Cordele, Georgia, working our way up I75 on our way to Tennessee. Roy got us through the advance work for the stand there in time to have a day off. He knew of a swimming hole outside of town he said would be ideal for a skinny dip. It was our first since the one that preceded him inviting me into his bed. That s...
Jeremy meticulously tongued the remnants of cum from the slowly subsiding arched, white, big-headed dick still quivering in the afterglow of the morning blow job to which I commonly enjoyed awakening. "I think I'll hike down to get groceries," he garbled, "that pasta recipe I mooched from Andre last week has been on my mind and it sounds good for the dinner...
"A Round for everyone on me. It's a healthy boy. Touch and go, but both are doing fine." The young man at the pub bar in Little Stoke, a pocket village northwest of Exeter, Devon, raised his glass of ale and everyone cheered him—or the declaration of the free refill. A few came over and pounded the not-much-more-than-a lad on the back, congratulating him on...
Journal Entry 5/16 Summer with dad will be awkward at best this year. Mom and dad divorced shortly after I started my courses in August at UNH. It didn't come as a surprise to anyone. It was never a happy marriage. They didn't hate each other. In fact, we were quite happy overall. They just didn't love each other anymore. Mom and dad were always very carefu...
Jim didn't want to go home to his wife. Instead, he wanted to sneak into a hotel with his new favorite co-worker. Nothing interesting happened during the work hours, and he could only anticipate his next reunion with Grace. At midnight, he had been the last person to stay behind and linger in an empty office filled with unoccupied cubicles. Only the two jani...