(C) - GratefulFred I still remember the day when my papa was giving me a lift to school with my buddy Jimmy. “Jimmy, did you know that most words in English have a root in Pornish? Give me a word. Any word will do,” said papa who once again embarrassed me as usual. “How about “Frosty the Snowman” Mr. Cockinpussypuss” Jimmy asked. “Yes…Frosty is like Frig...
(Authors Note: This is inspired by an unusually long and detailed dream I had, that I had unfortunately woken up too early from. It reads best if you start at the first chapter even though it starts slow. But to stay true to the story line and the characters I felt it best to wait for the action instead of rushing things. It's worth the wait, and unlike my s...
I rushed through St. Pancras Station to board the 07:16 Eurostar to Amsterdam. It was a last-minute decision; I'd run out of cannabis, and Amsterdam's the closest place to purchase it legally. I'm an American ex-pat, retired, and living south of London. I'm old, and many I've known my entire life have died. My parents, aunts, and uncles are all gone. I'm t...
Tori was tired of her boring plain life. Every day, day in-day out was the same thing. She hadn’t had any excitement in her life since that brief period about three years ago in college. She would get up in the morning. Go to work. Come home. Eat dinner. Watch TV and go to bed. Tori was an administrative assistant at an advertising company. She was very sh...
[This story was planned to be about Logan and his incest relationship with his mother and twin aunts. I always struggle with the opening paragraph and true to form I had many starts that got tossed. This start came out of the blue about Logan's mom, Melissa as a senior in high school and her teacher. I had also planned on making this a one chapter story inst...
The Paperclip I sit in the corner of the classroom, yards away from three friends: Vanessa, Mona and Amanda. Vanessa is especially pretty as she daydreams while Mona and Amanda study for the next day's test. Twisting a paperclip, I accidentally flick it under Vanessa's desk. She sees it and senses my eyes on her legs. She notices my melancholy face and, b...
In '91' during my senior year of high school my folks split up. The whole thing was a mess, with me being sent off to relatives while my mom took my younger siblings to the gulf coast to stay with her parents. They sold the house and Dad moved to be with his new future 'ex-wife' outside of Dallas. Since I am older by about 7 years, and was in high school I...
IMPORTANT NOTE TO READERS! - As an official disclaimer, it must be noted and strongly emphasized that no sexual relationships between "underage" individuals and adults—either consensual or non-consensual—ever actually takes place within the descriptions and the general narrative of this literary work. As you read this story, you will come to realize that the...
I met my wife in Karachi in December 2012. Like most couples who wed through arranged marriage, we met briefly in the presence of parents, uncle and aunts. Within a week, we found ourselves in an elaborate marriage with all the pomp and were then whisked off to a resort hotel for a night of consummation. This, while in reality still strangers beyond a bold p...
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