Poor white trash, that's what they called me. Left largely alone by an alcoholic mother and abandoned by my father, I had ample opportunity to run with the wrong crowd, even in small-town Kansas. The cops knew me, but I was a kid and hadn't yet done anything more than misdemeanors. I wasn't really angry at the world or anything like that. I was just young, d...
Note to readers: This is a little different than my usual stuff. Please let me know what you think. This was definitely inspired by my high school English teacher. Too bad we never had a class reunion though... Terri Simmons studied the covers of the two romance novels she held, totally oblivious to what was going on around her in the bookstore. She frowned...
As I sit here staring at the dim glow of a computer screen, trying to collect my erroneous thoughts onto metaphorical paper, I am unsure of where to begin my story. To start from the beginning would be too long, so I'll start from the middle. My wife Julie and I have been married for 7 years. She is without a doubt a wonderful woman and caring wife. She and...
He saw it, right there in the middle of the bar of soap. It was a dark hair, partially stuck to the bar, its short strand curled up like a delicate spring. Going back to his tool box, Andy pulled out a small zip top sandwich bag and a pair of tweezers. Stepping one foot into the shower he reached out, pinched the hair in the tweezers and carefully put it in...
Over 21, the words were stamped in red ink across the back of my hand for everyone to see. Branded, I was. I shuffled along with the rest of the herd until I caught Traci's eye and what began as smiles, evolved into full fledged giggles for both of us. We held up our hands and interlaced our fingers, sealing in our sisterly bonds with the still wet red ink....
It was getting late and I still had one more meeting. I tapped my pen on the desk, impatient to be finished for once, already dreaming of the steaming hot bath and accompanying glass of cold Chardonnay that I had promised myself to make up for this long day. I glanced at the clock – still 5 minutes before the appointment, I had time for a coffee and a walk...
Hi readers, A while ago, I received an email from someone requesting a custom story. The characters, their appearance, what they wear, the setting and all the events in this story are all their suggestion; I have simply worked them into a story. I hope the person concerned is happy with my work and that you all also enjoy it. MELD ************************...
Laura was happier than she could ever remember being. It was a hot summer day and she was playing with a volleyball in her boyfriend's backyard. She loved playing volleyball. Laura had always been athletic in high school, on the volleyball and softball teams. That's how she'd met Jake. Laura heard someone come up beside her. It was Jake, her handsome boy...
It started out like most any other Saturday morning. I was just heading over to a friends place so we could blow the day doing the usual nonsense two twenty-something guys do when they have too much spare time. Little did I know it would turn into the best day of my life. First I guess this story needs a little set up. This happened a couple of years ago, b...
I was now riding my various length dildos in the shower at least once, usually twice a day and was now very comfortable with taking them past the second threshold. As a young adult I shaved my arms and kept my upper body clipped but I was now clipping my legs to blend in with my now daily shaved ass and cock, much like the Transgenders in the videos which...