My willingness to listen had, a handful of times, placed me into a peculiar conversation with individuals who, although hailing from vastly different walks of life, each described the same phenomenon. There existed at some point in their past an insurmountable inner-struggle (addiction and negative thought processes were examples) which they had suddenly con...
Part 1 - Bring Him Home Sarah and I talked about our meetings with other men often. Nothing thrilled me more than taking another guy in my mouth. Nothing thrilled her more than being a part of the action. She always enjoyed sex and had quite the reputation back in college when we met. She even bragged about a contest she had with one of her sorority sisters...
Ch. 11 All Tied Up 11:23am on Wednesday, July 30th, 2003. Ninety-seven minutes before I was supposed to meet Jane for lunch. After the cryptic phone call, I had been through three cups of coffee and two of my emergency cigarettes. Brian looked at me in horror when he caught me smoking. For a few moments, he looked back and forth between my haggardly face an...
Notice: I don't care what you do with this story. Make it into a movie or publish a play with it. I wrote it to be enjoyed and to be shared, so the more people read it - the better. =-=-=-=-= I was feeling depressed. Although I loved my wife and we were the closest of friends, our marriage had become very stale and passionless. She no longer made attempt...
I had invited my friend Yuri to visit for the several days I would be on vacation. He lived several hours away and I lived alone in a nice three bedroom house out, away from the city and other crowded neighborhoods. There was nothing to do as I had no girlfriend and no one to keep me company during my time off and so we both agreed that we would hang out tog...
Hey ladybugs and gentlebeetles. My first story . . . Hope you enjoy, please leave comments. Wiggly kisses to you all TickTockTokoloshe ***** Nobody really remembers their birth. I do. But I'm guessing that my birth was not what one would call common. There were three main differences between my birth and a human one. Firstly, I was not born of wo...
I am going to skip ahead during the same time frame that I stayed with Bob and share with you the wild evening I had at a party that Bob and I attended. Bob had been an athlete and even though he was now in his late twenties, somehow he had friends that were current athletes. He was pretty popular and was invited to a lot of parties. This particular party wa...
Chapter One : The Voice I had been coming to this little Café, alone, every day after work, for more years than I cared to remember. The entire staff knew me and knew I liked to be left alone once I was served. I tipped generously for their inattentiveness. It was my quiet sanctuary. My place to unwind from my busy day and read the paper without any distrac...
This is a true story, as told to me by a friend. When I was 18 back in the Sixties, in my last year of high school, I met the school bus every day at the gate of the Army post where my father was stationed. Those were confusing years. I was still trying to decide if I wanted to go on to college or get a job -- maybe even enlist in the Army like my father ha...
"So, you think that God is a civil engineer, Jake? Really?" "Not what I said, Sophie." Bemused, I tried again. "It was just the joke I was telling you-- I was saying the contractor told the engineers that." The magic gummy bear may have been a bad idea for this girl, I thought. The 10 mg THC infusion added to the sugary animal shapes up in Colorado must be...