My life changing ordeal began last summer when my wife and I decided to attend a party thrown by the cfo of her company. My wife Kelly is a secretary, or executive assistant for one of the vice-presidents of the company and thought it would be good for us to acquaint ourselves with the administration types. I had no real interest in going but it meant a lot...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Breaking Convention The convention heaved with at...
Chapter One: Hi, I'm Ricky. I am attending college to study computer programming. I have not yet met the guy with whom I will be sharing a room. Time for some background information about me: I am lanky, and could never be described as good looking. In fact, I am rather unattractive and on the dirty side. To begin with, my feet could raise the living d...
Pulling over to the shoulder, I put the car in park. Climbing out of the red '96 Ford Thunderbird, I was pretty sure I already knew what was wrong, but that didn't make things any better when I walked around the front of the car to the passenger side. "Shit," I whispered, looking down at the blown tire. I closed my eyes and shook my head slowly, trying to ca...
1 "Phil?" my wife yelled up the stairs, the words I dreaded every Saturday morning since Spring had arrived. "Are you going to try to find my dishes today?" "Sure babe," I replied, not looking forward to wading through all the junk in the garage, looking for some special family china in one of dozens of look-alike boxes. We said our goodbyes and she left f...
Dale lights a cigarette on the back porch. It's raining out, but only just. It's that misty, dewy sort of rain that isn't really worth wearing an umbrella in but leaves your clothes damp all day. He snaps the lighter closed and puts it in his sweater pocket, staring back into my living room through the screen door. He looks contemplative, taking a drag like...
So I had no friends when I first went to college. Big deal. So I was somewhat – no, frighteningly asocial. Crucify me. I didn't really mind. I had books and records. I had been a lonely kid growing up. I suppose that's what happens when you're a nerd. Moving into the dorms was somewhat intimidating for me, but I had paid extra to have my own room, so I wasn...
I didn't know how to respond, "I ...uh,..I, ..ummm-", Fortunately this time I was glad he cut me off, since I had no words. "Dude, I don't know what you were doing, or just got done doing. Don't really care. I figure it had something to do with the truck I saw getting back on the highway as I was exiting. But, when I saw your little ass cheeks bouncing as y...
Notes: This story was written merely as a writing exercise. It is a subject I wasn't familiar with, and so decided to take a try at it to see where I could take it. For the next three years, this prison cell would be my home. At the age of eighteen, I was young and stupid and attempted to rob a gas station with a BB gun. Naturally, I was caught, tried, and...
Eddie and I were talking on my deck, in the orange glow of sunset. My girlfriend Liz had gone up to bed with a snootfull; three glasses of wine and she was done. The other guests at my Memorial Day cookout had gone, and I wondered why Eddie was still here. I soon knew. He wanted to confess something. It was a strange story. "You know I'm bisexual," he said,...