A simple flash tale, with thanks going to Editor Dave T for making the fable readable. A shout out to my retired detective neighbor who helped fill in some blanks. All and any errors are mine and mine alone. +++ BURN +++ The room at the Metro PD station was an institutional gray color with obvious Government Issue table and chairs that had seen bette...
"This is just the right size," Zelma giggled as she held up one of the largest dildos and shoved it to the rest of the assembly. Many nodded while others murmured agreements. "Bigger than any man, and better as well, I should think," Zelma droned on accompanied by the collective giggles from her friends. "Even this is bigger than my former date's," Tess joi...
Jeff Malone sat alone in his hotel room when he heard a knock on the door. He stood up from the bed and flipped off the TV and walked to the door and opened it. A pretty young blonde woman walked in, a seductive smile on her face. "Are you Brad," she asked. He nodded as he closed and locked the door. "I am." "I'm Kendra." "Hello, Kendra." She walked in...
Part 5 - The Trial My clothes were returned to me after my shower and I was allowed to wear them when I was transported from the holding tank cell to the courthouse. Once there, and after my details were added to the day's trial list, I was escorted into a small room and had my shackles removed. The Saturday morning sunshine streamed into the room and I cou...
Brother Samuel here. A lot of people have asked me why I do what it is I do. I don't understand the question. I am what I am. I do what comes natural. The alternative is simply unthinkable. I have a power and I will continue to use it until it's gone or I am. To do anything else would be simply wrong. I am a bisexual black man who sticks up for Men's Rights...
Matt Steele continues on his quest for justice for Mrs. Robinson. Please read the previous chapters to have a full understanding of this one. Thanks for your interest. Comments, critiques, and emails that are constructive are very welcome and appreciated. ******************** "Okay Jasper, I'll call an ambulance for you." I was lucky to get the informati...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This is one part of a longer crime/romance story that is connected to the other parts. To fully appreciate the story, please start at Part 1 and read through. Thanks Part 9: The Killer Attacks Jordan Raven listened intently to the conversation when she heard Jordan exclaim, "WHAT?" A pause ensued, then, "Well how did you find out?" Jordan was holding he...
I spent the last ten hours loading and unloading cases and kegs of beer. All I wanted to do was get home, have a nice leisurely supper and relax. It was not to be. My brothers, Bill and Bob, and I owned a small beer distributing company that we inherited from our dad. We set our hours and our salaries. Business was good and all three of us were able to marry...