"Pastor, what am I to do? Everywhere I go, women are throwing themselves at me. I've turned off my phone and the mailman is threatening to sue. And I don't dare show up at my apartment, it's been staked out." "Matt, let's look at your options. According to the will, the money is to be distributed to either the Pregnancy Center OR to the Abortion Clinic. Cor...
All events and characters are fictional. Copyright 2007 by James Adling. All rights reserved. * Chapter 200 - epilogue It had taken seven years. Jim slowed down a lot after the first four. Although he told everyone it was because he couldn't take the pace, it was really just that he couldn't bear for it to end. Finally, after seven years of traveling the...
(c) by fanfare - present -[date=2006] "....... Robert, I swear to God that I would never betray you with another man......." - flashback -[date=1998] Hospital scene when I first saw Byron, my son, suckling at Megan's breast in the hospital bed. Our young daughters were oohing and aahing at the sight of the newborn. Our close friends, Deborah and Penel...
Giggling a naughty grin as Scott pulled the needle from my arm, I turned onto my hands and knees. I love fucking on heroin, and as Scott and Jamaal's hands explored my body, my back, my ass, the dope hit me fast. I was naked and horny and well-paid for my efforts tonight, come what may--money had exchanged hands, introductions had been made, and after a few...
Not even a week after her divorce from Jake was final, dozens of beautiful red roses began arriving at Heather's office. At first no note was attached to the arrangements, and Heather harbored a secret hope that perhaps Jake had changed his mind and was trying to tell her he wanted to start over, to give her another chance. Remembering the videotape he had...
["Retribution: deserved punishment for evil done." That's what this story is about. Opinions may vary about if the punishment fit the crime. Your comments and votes are encouraged.] It didn't make the newspapers. It wasn't the subject of Oprah's show, or Maury's. But, in case you didn't notice it either, my world started to blow up on the tenth of February...
Christy, my ex girlfriend called me telling me she needs money badly. I asked her for what. She says she is behind on her house payments. I asked her how much. She says she owes $4500. I said what!, $4500! That's a lot of money! She says she's knows and started sobbing. I told her I don't mind helping her but what do I get in return. She asked what I wan...
Please allow me to introduce myself. The name is Jack. I am a young black man living in the USA. I'm what you call a bit of an activist. I hate to see people get wronged. Especially men. If you ask me, I think that men are being stripped of their rights in this country. A guy sleeps with a bitch one night and she can do a lot of bad things to him. She can g...
A Second Chance : Does Our Past Really Matter? There is very little sex in this story. Thanks to 'Techsan' for editing my story. * There I was at the dinner table with my new girlfriend sitting next to me. She had come over to meet some of my family for the first time. She had met mom and dad many times. They love her almost as much as I do. I think they...
That was about three years ago. I remember walking to my car, head held high. I kept it together until I got to Hope's Advocate. I started falling apart as I walked into the residential area. I was soon surrounded by women- some homeless, some abused, some there for the first time. All of them virtual strangers to me, all of them with a story. And they sat w...