Scared Curious: My First Weekend in Prison Note: The descriptions and accounts in this story are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events. Like many of my misadventures, this one started with well intentioned scholarly research, was exacerbated by garden variety greed, fed by unbridled lust, and resulted in both exciting memories and dee...
CHAPTER 1 – INTRODUCTION Hi it's me, Jo Ashram, I'm back again, putting pen to paper (or rather fingers to keyboard) to carry on where I left off with "Becoming a Model Patient". It's been a week since the private party, life is resuming some semblance of normality and my body has stopped aching from the ordeal it endured the previous week! It is now the Un...
Prologue: The Interview The following is based on an interview. It turned out too long for the magazine article but ended as a book. My assignment was to interview an unconventional household: five gay men living, not as roommates, but rather as a romantic, sexual unit. Did this arrangement constitute promiscuity? Must a household of men resemble a frat ho...
Moulton-Midmarsh Reform School Its Foundation, Rise and Demise An imaginary tale set in the early twentieth century By Jason Land ***** Chapter 1 My name is Martin Fairweather. I am professor and head of the History Department at the Fenwide University, one of those institutes of higher learning created in that push by the governments in the 1980s an...
It started with the telephone call from Corinne at ten on a Sunday morning, morning for me but late afternoon in Baghdad where she was stationed as an army nurse. "Colin, is that you?" "Yeah, Corinne, I'm glad you called. I've been thinking a lot about you the last few days. You know; the twin connection. I figured something must be going on with you this...
CHAPTER 1 The other day, late one afternoon, I was walking along a quiet path in the park, when suddenly I experienced what the French call a Coup de Foudre, which literally translates into English as a Bolt of Lightning. Of course I had not been struck by lightning; otherwise I should not be here to tell this story. Metaphorically, Coup de Foudre also mean...
One of the really funny things about life is that when you're up to your neck in shit, you get used to the smell. The last six years had been exactly that, each day worse than the day before. And all during that time, I had done everything I needed to do and had functioned one day at a time. Now, it was all catching up with me. * * * * * * I had come to N...
Sorry for the major delay in this chapter! It was a difficult one to write and it ended up being much longer than I originally intended. Thank you to everyone for their patience and I hope you enjoy reading it! :) *** Easter Sunday Nick's week in California had been hell. He had to stay in his brother's apartment (which was old and gross), he'd gone witho...
Marshall sat in the suite assigned to their project on that early Monday morning, large coffee in hand. His three day weekend should have been filled with relaxation and carefree couch lounging. Instead, Marshall spent the entire weekend on edge, running through all the awful scenarios Monday could turn into; from Kyle telling the entire office what they'd d...
The phone rang. "Hello?" "Is Kyle Matthews in, please?" "This is Kyle Matthews." "Mister Matthews, this is Doctor Curtis, calling from County General." Kyle's heart leaped into his throat. A million things went through his mind, none of them good. Has something happened to Kim, Bryan or the twins? He wondered, slightly frightened. He never even considere...