My name is Bill. I live in Bayview. You may have read one or another of the other stories I've written. Or, maybe you haven't. It doesn't much matter. Anyway, I found an old digital photograph buried away on my hard drive the other day. It brought back memories. It was 1992 - twenty years ago at the time of this writing. Pretty obviously, I was quite a bit...
It was a warm sunny afternoon. Brenda and Jake were walking in the park. They were in the area which was already part of the surrounding forest. So it was nicely cool under the trees and they were almost alone. Brenda's boyfriend was on a conference for almost the whole week, so she had some time to spend with her friends. She knew Jake for a long time and t...
Their unusual friendship has been on going for the last five years. They were passionate lovers and business partners their first year together. Time evaporated the intense feelings they had for each other and eventually the magic was gone. Tony could never satisfy a woman like Jodi sexually. The original infatuation she had for him transformed into sexual b...
It had been a long, hard week at the office and she was glad it was Friday. Throwing her keys on the counter, she searched the apartment for her boyfriend. She was ready to let off some steam and he had better be ready for it, she thought mischievously to herself. But he was nowhere to be found. Sighing deeply in disappointment, she stepped into the kitchen...
Alex could feel Jamie's eyes on her but she pretended not to notice. Jamie had been following her around the party all night, hanging onto Alex's every word, shadowing her every movement. It wasn't the first time a straight girl had been like this with her. Come to think of it, it happened quite a lot. There was something about Alex that men and women ju...
Sasha and I were having a great time in Amsterdam. We had spent most of the week under the influence of some sort of hashish (brownies, cigarettes, etc.). The previous night we had done some ecstasy and gone to see a live sex show. Of course, we returned to our hotel that night and had passionate sex. We lounged about the hotel until noonish. After a wild ni...
If there are two things in life that I really hate, they must be: stereotyping and racism. So I have to warn you in advance that this story is about both of them. But it's a story that needs to be told because the ending is so satisfying. I was born and grew up in New York City. One of the stereotypes that I would like to dispel right away is that all Jewis...
Standing in the line to buy her movie ticket, she stared at the scrolling message board listing the movie times. She couldn't find anyone to go see the new romantic comedy that was out, so she finally decided to go on her own. She had decided to dress up a little on the chance she found some single man to sit with or to make her feel better because she didn'...
When I met her I was balanced upon the edge of death, one foot plunged into the grave, the hatred for this world too much to bear. I asked out of sarcasm to find a wounded treasure like no other, something so hopelessly distraught as to distract from my own misery. I was caught totally by surprise when she strolled into my life, begging for my strength. I...
I wasn't supposed to see her naked. Her bush was very sparse, her breasts small, but there were more curves to her usual stick-figure frame. This was not my favorite tackler in football, my ace hitter in softball. This...this soft, pink-nippled little thing...was unlike anything I'd ever seen before, and I had to know if she was real. Stealthily, silently,...