I am not sure that I have ever slept so good in one night as I did when Rob stayed with me, the man spooned me the whole night. He woke me up a few times thru the night seems he was having some bad dreams, I assumed it was work related, I am a morning person, I am up at the same time each day no matter what time I go to bed. I was up at six, Rob was out, lay...
Ch. 2: Orientation The first thing he noticed was the smell. Luke had gotten used to the stale air of the dorms, so when the scent of sweat, beer, and marijuana hit his nose he was jolted out of what had until then been a relaxed, weed-induced sleep. He barely had time to notice that it was 5:00 AM before a hand clapped over his mouth. He started struggl...
In an effort to satisfy the needs of funding bodies, government statistics, the service of justice to broader society and a humane approach to custodial sentencing, a prison service has to sustain a complex juggling act. It remains a most difficult and frustrating conundrum for society and an appearance of progress must be displayed to satisfy those who are...
Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!...
I'd never been arrested before. I was the goodiest of goodie-two-shoes. But when I found texts from my boyfriend of three years to my old roommate that included dick pics and plans to run off to Ohio together (really? Ohio?) I lost my mind for a brief moment. A half dozen margaritas, three cans of spray paint and slashed tire later and an officer was at my...
I hate working late - or I did until recently. I spend my time in a suit in an office making sure the wheels of industry turn smoothly. At the end of each quarter the returns have to be completed and that means I end up working after hours. Now, because of my desk-bound job I do my best to keep trim. So in spite of my 45 years I manage to make sure that the...
"I'm a WHAT!!!" I asked the man. "Why, you are a terrorist of course. Didn't you hear the man?" a soft, but scary, voice asked. I turned to see where the voice came from, but all I saw was the cutest boy ever. I mean there is cute, which is the category Jakob says that I fall under, and then there is drop dead cute, where this boy fell under. He had big...
The jumbo jet was into its glide path and Ted's ears popped. As the plane came down he felt the bump as the tires scraped the runway. He watched as the scene whizzed by. Orlando! It's been six years since he left his home state. The final decision had been made. He decided not to re-enlist in the Navy. His brief affair with Pete was an unbelievable experienc...
Jacopo leaned against the lamp post and rolled a cigarette as he watched the big ship pull into the harbor. The war was over and the enemy had been defeated. Trade had restarted almost immediately. Everyone wanted a fast recovery, the rich wanted to be richer and the poor just wanted jobs. Jacopo lit his cigarette and tossed the black match away. He took a d...
Never thought I would turn out like this. Never. Thought I was straight. Damn straight. No problems. No way did I have anything to do with the limp-wristed, simpering assholes marching in all the Gay Rights parades and cavorting on the TV coverage as if they wished they had tits. No way. I was a man. I had balls. Just graduated from Officer Candidate Scho...