The story is centered on a person that finds themselves trapped alone in a seemingly endless mall-like architectural complex. They can continue their search for an exit on the condition of putting on impractical fetish items that lock onto their wearer. As if it wasn't hard enough, a second voice is planted in the character's head. Its task is to make them s...
Billy Earl Jimmson spat a thin brown stream over the side of the flat bottomed boat. It caught the dragonfly in mid flight and knocked it into the water. Then he returned his attention to the Hula Popper that he was working between the Cypress trees. He made the lure twitch and sputter with small jerks and random movements of the casting rod. "Dat damn!!!"...
(After my mother passed it became my duty to look through her possessions and to discard or to distribute to siblings what I found. This seems to offer insights into her relationship with Father that would surprise me if I didn't know she wrote it for him. As a woman I paused at some of the language and perspective but believe is explained as an offering to...
The morning after David had slept with Esther, while her husband Mark watched, David went out for a walk to leave the two of them alone. The couple got the feeling that their friend wanted to make sure everything was going to be ok between them and give them some time to talk through any feelings. Mark, wanting to make sure that Esther knew he loved her and...
[When I was growing up, there was a popular feature in Reader's Digest, then a huge-circulation U.S. magazine, that described different body organs in the manner I am employing here.] * When viewing an attractively-dressed woman, both women and men are likely to focus on her breasts and her bottom, as both are prominently displayed even under clothing. Bu...
I felt sick to my stomach. No, lower—a burning twisted through me, making me squirm on the bed. This was it, then? This was what men fought wars over, what women left home for? This was The Big Thing? The forbidden-to-me-until-now s-e-x? There was nothing fun about it. I felt like I was about to have diarrhea. Brendan smiled slyly at me. I bet he couldn'...
Well, here it is right after the holidays and I'm alone again while Stu is enjoying himself in London for three weeks. Like last year, I'd have to spend this New Year's Eve alone again. I started writing this stuff for therapeutic reasons, a way to blow off steam for a while, but something makes me want to finish it now that I've gone this far. This may be...
Hi, I'm Joe. Yes, I am the same Joe that many of you despise. You despise me because I screwed your wife, and if I didn't screw your wife you despise me because I have screwed so many other married women. I might have even destroyed some marriages, but I do not know that for a fact. Maybe you despise me only because you read a previous story about me. Befor...
I imagine Leeann not always faithfully stopping other men. One day I was bored while alone at home. In the story "Naughty Leeann." several men had tried to get "in her pussy", but unsuccessfully (with one exception). Those endings were all truthful, but I began to amuse myself by imagining new endings wherein the men were often not stopped at all. In my mi...
Stories have happy endings. They also have snappy opening lines, the introduction of some characters, a crisis and it resolution and then the happy ending. If that sounds like a recipe for a soap opera, then that is because it is one. I also imagine that this is the kind of thing that gets taught in creative writing classes, which is why I have always avoide...