Prologue As children we all played the usual games; Red Rover, Tag, Musical chairs, etc. But what about when you grow up? Is there a point when you just stop playing games you played as a kid? Is it possible that games like Duck, Duck Goose can be just as fun when you are an adult as it is when you are a kid? What if with just a twist of the imagination, y...
"Do you really think I should make this film?" Charlie asked Ronni at lunch the next day. Ronni considered the question. "I think it's a good script," she said. "And you're thinking about a career in film, right? I think it would be a good experience for you. Why? Are you thinking about dropping it?" They sat at a table at the far side of the cafeteria. R...
It had been a long day. She had gone over the inventory numbers at least 10 times until she found the mistake and corrected it. Everyone else had gone home. It was hard running an independent sporting goods store since Gander Mountain had set up shop just three miles away. She held her chin up proudly, though, reminding herself that she was making it. "I gue...
Author's Note: Hello readers! I was reading over Chapter 1 of my story and saw some things I wanted to edit so the first section you are about to read is the revised version of Chapter 1 cause everything can be made better right? My life's purpose is to make dicks hard and panties wet across planet Earth and I can't do that if readers are confused so please...
Ernie banged the large glass mug loudly on the bar. 'Gentlemen! Your attention please! I have an announcement to make. I want to thank you all for your faithful support, and I have greatly enjoyed your company over the years. But as you know I am not getting any younger, and I have decided that it is time for me to enjoy my life savings while I still can....
"All right, it's rock, paper scissors to figure out the rooms." Mark, Alan and James are driving up the Crest Lodge in Western Colorado for a weekend of boarding, hot tubbing and a fair chance at some ski bunnies. This weekend away during the winter break of their senior year winter is a well-earned vacation heading into the final push before grad school. I...
I arrive at your apartment a little after dinner, video in hand. We had been friends forever, so I have brought my pjs to change into for some comfy, snuggle-on-the-sofa movie watching. You take the video, approve of the title as we both love comedies, and I excuse myself to change into my purple monkey pjs. The pjs were purple — not the monkeys; they consis...
I'm not going to pretend that I just turned an innocent eighteen years old when these events occurred. I was eighteen and a half when I entered college, with all the experience that eighteen years of living provides a girl, and much closer to nineteen than the big one eight when most of this story takes place. It was my good fortune to meet two people who w...
'Are you going to get married?' Marion's mother asked. 'Married?' 'Yes.' 'Why do you ask?' 'You said that he stayed at your place.' 'He did,' Marion said. 'You must have talked about it.' 'About what?' 'Getting married.' 'No.' 'You're not getting any younger,' Marion's mother said. Marion laughed. 'None of us is getting any younger, Mother,' she s...
Disclaimer: This is an adult story that should not be read by minors under the age of 18. This is a parody series based on the Play Station 2 Game: Suikoden III. All of the characters belong to Konami and the creators of Suikoden III. These stories are, in my opinion, the real stories that went on in the game. Because the game is set as a trinity, with thre...