No one at the high school caught Sibley's attention, and she didn't catch theirs either. She was tiny for eighteen, wispy and forgettable, her hair and eyes mud brown and unassuming. She sat at the back of every class, doodling fat lines with the softest pencil she could buy at the tiny corner store; she drew face after achingly intimate face. Sibley was th...
Wandering the streets of New Orleans, I guess they are called rues here, I am as depressed as the hurricane beaten neighborhood through which I stroll. The ornate sarcophaguses are further reminiscent of my meaningless life. Born in an up and coming neighborhood, I abandoned the cultural expectations to strive for power and greed by embarking on a spiritual...
Lizard Love It was unexpected. An hour earlier the day was bright and sunny and the market place was full of people. Now, the market place was abandoned. The winds were so strong that it was nearly impossible to walk against them and the rain stung any exposed skin like daggers falling from the sky. Everyone else, even the street urchins who I’d never seen...
Ever since Rana Zeid moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, in 2008, from her hometown of Batroun, Northern Lebanon, life had been nothing but a roller coaster. First of all, her husband of fifteen years, Anwar Zeid, died a couple of years after the big move due to heart failure. The couple had no offspring, but Rana was left with a mountain of debt. In the d...
All day long she had felt restless, at least ever since she got to work...it had started as just a hint of horniness when she got to work, but built throughout the day, to the point that she couldn't wait for 5 o'clock to arrive, so she could get home and do something to relieve the aching in her most tender of places. In the car on the drive home, it got to...
This chapter is sort of gay, so consider yourself warned if you're a straight guy. With a faint popping sound, more than forty figures appeared in a parking lot. From a position several feet off the ground, they landed with more or less grace according to their natures--thirty tempters managing graceful rolls, ten sword spiders crushing the cars beneath the...
My pussy spasmed violently, and left me craving more. With a penis gag shoved into my throat, rope tied around my wrists, and a blindfold, I'm a blind fucktoy in an abandoned house. Waiting on someone to fuck me. Fuck me. Hard. Fast. Ugh. Heavy footsteps walked in, creaking the floorboards as they stepped closer to my shaking body. My heart pounded and I s...
"Shit..." The next day Leila was awakened by the throbbing pain in her head. It literally felt as if her head was going to explode from all the pressure! She opened her eyes slowly and vigorously ground the sleep out of them. She stretched and got out of bed. Gingerly, she walked to the bathroom to get a couple Advil tablets and a glass of water. She caug...
Transylvania. 1861. Humanity's mettle is tested again at the brink of an irrevocable new technological age, with the warring dichotomy of what is right and what is easy. Far and removed from these secular conflicts stands an ugly and ominous monument to the wretchedness of human nature. The castle beckons to the heavens like the many, shapeless appendages...
Building 4. I hate that building, of all the crap that comes with being a security guard, bad pay, poor hours, and of course being portrayed as an anal retentive loser. All of those reasons pale in when compared to how much I hate building 4. It just sits there in the middle of the North Yard, a half-mile from Milner's main plant. During Wisconsin's winters...