The fog let up around 1pm, and the Castro was buzzing with local gay boys and tourists. A slim, androgynous delivery worker was wending her way through the crowd on the sidewalk, pushing a dolly piled with sacks of flour and boxes of canned goods. She zigzagged her way toward a pizza-by-the-slice place. Men and women alike moved out of her way, some gawking...
They get back to the apartment around 1:00AM. It is dark inside when Ann opens the door, but still hot. She goes straight to the window and opens it as wide as she can before the slider stops. She can feel the cool air against her neck and chest. It makes her skin feel clean after hours in the smoky bar. Her shirt still smells like cigarettes and alcohol. Sh...
I walked down the long hall to the room I shared with my sister, Jade, after school. She'd managed to catch the earlier bus, she had English last, and I had gym so I'd had to change out of uniform. Our parents had been divorced since we were 7 and we both lived with our mom, who worked long hours to keep a roof over our heads so we were alone most of the t...
The girl in the mirror showed the nervousness she felt inside. Her eyes shone dark from sockets that were deepened by the stark light from above. Her skin seemed moulded out of pale dough. She sucked the pulpous flesh of her lower lip in to bite it. The elevator hummed. It vibrated through the thin leather soles of her shoes Soft metallic music hung in the a...
Please comment. I like comments, even constructive negative ones. ***** My name is Flower, actually Flower of peace. What can I say, Hippy parents. I went out with Judy, my 'friend with privileges'. We tried living together but it didn't work, but we're still very close friends. We met up with Tod, another of Judy's fuck buddies. He introduces the cute l...
My tattered dress hung from my shoulders across my breasts and down my dirt-stained thighs. I thought of my failed marriage to a man who couldn't give but only knew his own needs. I thought of the children I gave birth to and how they probably wondered what happened to mama that she would disappear leaving them not even a letter to remember her by. I had bee...
November 16th Year 41 After the Return of the Tsarine A serf girl, and more importantly, a rowing girl on The Ship of the Terrible knows not to over-indulge into anything. Why? Because every bit of pleasure won't last long. Then, when the cold reality of your everyday life kicks in, it hits you like a big pile of bricks. Last night, we forgot our promise no...
this is my first solo attempt at writing for submission. An arm went around my shoulder and I heard the loud words, "Hi, beautiful.", in my ear. Startled, I looked not to my left to see who it was, but rather across the little round laminated table at my friend, Sandra, whose face looked like she had just seen a spider running across my forehead. Sandra is...
Note: All characters are above the age of 18. * From a very young age, Jessica learned that she enjoyed being in control. Whether it was having others rely on her, or being the connection her friends used to get ahead in life, she always knew that was her purpose in life. To have others beneath her. It was why she even wanted to be a model. Models were...
I boarded the plane and found my seat and put away my carry on bag sat down with my laptop on my lap. I sat waiting for the rest of the passengers to board, hoping that if I had to have someone sitting next to me it would be someone who wasn’t totally awful. Contenting myself with watching a particularly hot attendant help everyone get settled in I saw a lad...