by BrettJ © 2013 I love Las Vegas. It truly is a town that never sleeps and each time I'm there, I get up to an adventure. My wife Jennifer doesn't mind because every adventure I have fuels her up. She loves hearing about my trips and what I got up to and who I fucked. That's right – if I get fucked she wants to hear about it. She practically insists that I...
All of my writing is fiction and the stories and characters are all products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always...
I was both anxious and nervous as I packed my things in the trunk getting ready to leave for college. At 19. I had never been away from my parents for longer than a couple of days. My parents had always sheltered me from worldly ways. I knocked on the door of the house I was renting a room for the year. My jaw dropped... standing before me was a middle age...
It was toward the end of the school year, and I was in a rush to pass my class again. This time, I had to do it before I graduate. My grade in my photography class was on the boarder of D and F, and if I didn't pass this class, I would be forced to repeat another year at Courtstown High School. First, let me tell you about myself. I am 18 years old, about 5...
Topping the ridge trail at 11,000 feet the forest dropped away and I could see far off through the mountains into North Carolina in one direction and into Tennessee in the other. I consulted my map and headed down in search of the bear-proof shelter where I planned on spending the night and after about a half hour I could see its understated shed-like elegan...
Alex checked the address on the slip of crumbled paper. Taking a deep breath, Alex walked up the chipped stone steps and knocked on the door. About five minutes later, a woman peeped through the tiny slit in the blinds. "Can I help you?" she asked in an quiet, unsure voice. "Um, I here about the room." Alex called back. "Oh, one sec." Alex heard the deadb...
This is story of an erratic journey from college disaster to eventual 'coming of age' of a very unusual and troubled young man. Benni is not really liked by his mom, whereas a very limited number of other women are prepared to shoulder his undesirable attributes to get a piece of him. Be warned, he's not a graduate from Sunday school nor the model family, an...
Originally written for Marlon With special thanks to David for his loving support © 2001 by Parris * * * * * Bastard. Kate Brockton slouched in an overstuffed armchair and squinted at the pendulum clock on the wall of her den. Eddie, her good-for-nothing husband –– no –– her good-for-nothing ex-husband was suppose to drop off a pile of legal papers for...
Driving home was always the worst part of the day. It wasn't that I didn't like going out for drinks with them, its just that as soon as they got the least bit intoxicated, they immediately launched into tales of the previous conquests, the things they did, the things they liked about her, the things they wished they had done with her, and on and on. Being t...
When the C17 landed at Kandahar, the four made their way to Operations to report in. There was a message for Robert, report to Wing Commander Gorman at 1400 hundred hours. He just had time to shower and change before the meeting. Steve was there along with Mike Conway, after the usual pleasantries Steve began. "I'm afraid that I'm the reason for your chang...