Why do we run when we are so conflicted? I was running hard after my last try at a lover. It was no good, he was a nice man, but never would release me. we would kiss even have oral sex, but he would not go any farther. A quiet sensitive man whom I thought would turn around. I just could not get him to. It was his family that pushed me off. They thought I wa...
Jan walked into the empty classroom. She knew it was early but she didn't want to be late. She felt awkward enough returning to college at 41 years old. She did not want to draw more attention to herself, by being late. Looking around the room at the empty desks brought back memories of high school, bringing a warm sensation between her legs. She had been mo...
In my last year of college I had once kissed a few of my girlfriends during a late night truth-or-dare session. Nothing more than a few quick pecks on the lips, it had never happened again, probably a result of promising myself to never again get quite that drunk, and in the ten years since, those kisses had been the entirety of my experience or interest in...
Only one office had lights still on at this hour. The rest of the company had long since gone home on a Friday, but for the young employee the hours drove by with agonizing frustration. Alexa at the age of 18, just graduated from high school and found her first job. She had only been with the company for three months over the summer and would soon start nigh...
Everyone is hard at work today, and we had better be. Our boss, Miss Jones doesn't play any games. She's a bitch, and no one likes her. Miss Jones is Hell on High Heels, which is one of the many nicknames I've given her in my own head. I don't understand how someone so pretty can be so bitchy at the same time. I guess I should've taken the advice from my bro...
(This is the last in a three-part story) * Mary poured the last of the wine into their glasses and handed one to each of the girls. "Bottoms up, slaves," Mary said gleefully. Cindy and Jillian, still sprawled out on the bed, drank deeply. The two were both exhausted, and incredibly energized at the same time. The wine nourished their strength in some spe...
Alana sat on the end of her king-size bed, a cordless phone in one hand and a pornographic magazine in the other. She nervously chewed on the small antennae, and then took a deep breath. She punched the phone on and, reading from the magazine, dialed eleven numbers. It barely rang once before a recorded man's voice answered. "Hello," it said, "And welcome t...
I'm sitting here with my head spinning, completely confused. I need to talk this thing through with someone... I just don't understand my own feelings on this one. I've honestly never felt like this before. It all started last night. Christmas party season -- the joys! I've not been in my new job very long, working in the sales floor of a national magazine...
Have you ever noticed how much you can see in the dark once your eyes become accustomed to it? I made this discovery at 3:17 a.m. as I lay in my hotel bed, wide awake, reviewing what had just happened and reflecting on how my life had changed. The blinking red light on the fire alarm on the ceiling; the thin, vertical slits of light that penetrated at the e...
Spin class seemed to last forever. Rachel pushed down hard on the pedals, but didn't have sufficient strength left to follow the cadence of the music. She should have gone for that long hot bath instead of rushing to the gym again. Her cat Jamie should be balancing on the edge of the tub next to her, shooting her disdainful glares every time he nearly slippe...