Guilt is a strange emotion, a strange event. It can make people do the most vulnerable things. It can make people bare their souls. It can make people show their shadow self. Somehow he must be feeling guilt, but I'm not sure why. I don't know if I'll ever know why, but he is. He comes to me to confess, to tell his secrets, to bare his soul. I am there to cl...
{These are a series of stories about a period of life when I actually had relationships with women named April, May and June. The stories will be posted in no particular order. None of the women knew the others, but pretty much all knew about the others.} { My name is Just, but I am probably mostly called JT. This is my story. These events happened over ten...
It was a small cabin out in the woods, away from civilization, phones, tv, and her computer. When the agent said it was available, she didn’t hesitate to book it. Afterall, she needed the vacation. She arrived just before dusk on Friday evening. Her Jeep was fully stocked with a week's worth of provisions. She hated to bring so much but she didn’t want to be...
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************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan October 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************...
Let me tell you, being laid off from my office job at first was great, it was like a vacation. I slept in late every day, went to museums, matinee movies, all the things the nine to Fiver’s could not do. But soon the unemployment ran out, and so did the good times. I need to find something if I want to keep eating. I was tired of being just a lowly secreta...
Thanks to so many of you for encouragement over the last 2 months. Good news, I am now healing from my illness instead of still dying from it, and getting back in good shape has been occupying most of my time! Thanks for hanging in there. I hope to write at a faster pace now that I am feeling better! Remember to vote and that I live for your comments! - Rosa...
Chapter 21 - Wendy's Collar Like Wendy, Burnside was dressed in a sweatsuit. Wendy was a bit surprised, thinking that Burnside would be in a fetish outfit and would whip her the moment she was through the door. However, the living room was perfectly normal. The only thing Wendy saw that indicated her upcoming ordeal was an open paper shopping bag sitting up...
Part 3 - Michelle It's been a long day for me. I have been on the road since early in the morning, and am really looking forward to the end of my day. I drive a tractor-trailer unit for a small company that hauls mainly groceries for a large national grocery store. I do not look like what people think a trucker looks like. I am five and a half feet tall, ab...
This is the fourth installment of the series entitled Counselor Troi Needs Help. If you have not read the previous three, I strongly suggest you read them, as different elements from those will work their way into the storyline. As always, please send me all your comments. Now, on with the story! Beverly Crusher sat on her bed and relaxed. Her shift as Chie...