"I can get her for us, hun. She's very horny." Those words were uttered by my latest girlfriend, Kim, as we stood on the balcony of our ocean side hotel room on the fourth floor. Despite the panoramic beauty of the view in front of us, the Atlantic Ocean on Labor Day weekend, our eyes were diverted to the pool several stories below us. Or more specifically...
Being Very Thorough (Thorough Chapter 2) I looked down at my phone, pretending to swipe and type every now and again -- you know, like any other normal student in this rather unspectacular lecture on political sociology -- but really, the device was showing nothing but a small digital clock in the upper left corner and my own reflection. My mirror image...
"Well, that was fun! Interesting but fun. What a group of guys. I can see why they are such good friends." Karen was riding with me in my pick up after we left the barbecue at Chris's house. Dressed in her white shorts t shirt and flip flops, she was as beautiful as she always is. Her toe nails painted orange to match her fingernails with that French thing...
DOWN, BOY! WRITING THE ALPHA MALE FOR CONTEMPORARY FICTION "I don't want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader...I want a man lying over me, always over me...His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot...as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated...I am going to be pursued, f...
"We can't leave without my two daughters!" cried a very distraught woman just as Steve gave the order for the helicopter to take off. Steve motioned for the pilot to continue before he turned to face the hysterical mother. "We searched the compound. We have everyone. There's no one left. They must be on the other chopper," yelled Steve over the drone of the...
Dear reader, this is a story, it isn't true, it is a complete figment of my imagination, fiction, my mind running wild. Please read it as such, thank you. * I couldn't believe what I was seeing, what I was looking at. There on my PC screen was a photo of a mans appendage, or if you want to be pedantic, his cock, and it wasn't my husbands either. How did I...
My apologizes to George Bernard Shaw's "Pygmalion." ****************** Unless you've lived it, you have no idea what poverty is like. In that regard I believe that it has things in common with combat – at least that's what one of the few people from my youth that I respect told me. His name is Joe, he is a Vietnam combat vet having fought in the jungle fo...
sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own - populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness - an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never...
Part Two: Sophia's jealous boyfriend ends their relationship when he finds out about Jim. Continued from Chapter 01: Unfortunately, making me sad by her mood, she looked a bit down today, almost sad. She only smiled when watching her dog play and interact with mine. She wasn't as talkative as she usually is, and I gave her more space without interrupting h...
Authors note. This is my first story and so constructive criticism is welcomed and wanted. I'm hoping to make this into a full book length but having to write around a full time job. No sex in this chapter but it will come I promise. ***** I'm a nobody, non-descript inconsequential. The sort of person you might pass on the street and never notice. This a...