All characters engaged in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. * Jill wiped the counter and looked at the clock. Ten fifteen. She smiled, Jack should be coming in any minute. She looked up excited at the sound of doorbell. Her excitement dampened at the sight of the large and rowdy bar hopping group squeezing themselves through the glass do...
My friend had this 1958 Chevy. It was an obscene colossus of a car with a paint job consisting of peeling blue enamel, gray primer, body putty and rust. It used a rusty wire coat hanger as a radio antenna. Whenever one of the two massive doors slammed shut, a fine effluvium of rust would drift from the rocker panel to the ground. Inside the vast interior pl...
Okay like right off I want to make it clear it's Holly now and forever. Holt's fucking dead and I'm killing anything that's left. And that's a damned good thing. See Holt was an asshole, I...he...that person I was...I was raised by an asshole. My dad and he wasn't a nice guy. He was a jock, he was a mean jock raised by worse my grand dad. Holt was part...
He inhaled a long, deep breath and exhaled slowly in a heavy, mournful sigh. He did not want to be here. He slid a hand down his torso and over the soft start of a belly. At 29, there was no denying that his body needed some help in maintaining the slim trim build of his youth. He was by no means fat, or even really overweight, and many guys his age would ha...
Part 1 She is driving here from Nantes – around four hours of traffic in a wee tin box made by Peugeot. It might have trick sliding doors but it's suspension is too hard for comfort. It has to be to cope with it being so tall and it's interior is toc-toc plastic – it dates from a time when Peugeot didn't understand the phrase "perceived quality". She will b...
It would have been a dinner for the wedding rehearsal, if the engagement hadn't been broken off two months previously. As it was, Will had invited a few old friends to dinner in order to get out of the funk he had fallen into, and hopefully to kick start his social life. The food had been good. The conversation was excellent. It was after midnight before mo...
This story is very heartfelt to me and it goes out to anyone who has ever had to fight for the will to live. For my very own Angel. PB for the friendship and making my life seem a little less extreme. ***** Loretta "Who are you? What the fuck are you doing in my club?" The dark harsh voice growls in my ear. I'm fucked this time. I've spent countles...
It was surprising to Deirdre how many medical questions she had to answer before they would finally get her ready to use The Machine. She had to answer everything from what surgeries she had had, all of her allergies, to the date of her last menstrual cycle. And that didn't even compare to the sexual and psychological questions! But she just couldn't get t...
Freak Free the Dancing Llamas Chapter 3: Le Freak, C'est Chic ———— When I wake, I practically jump out of my skin because I'm in a dark bedroom and a strange bed. I'm naked, except for my thong and bra. The underwear I distinctly remember having worn the night before. I realise after a moment that I'm back in the den, but not in my room. I'm in the vamp...
*** "Details are still vague as Kristen Stewart has not been seen publicly in over a month. Reports suggest..." Kristen watched Giuliana Rancic from the couch, the staccato flashes of the tv illuminating an otherwise darkened room. Kristen was by no means missing. She just didn't leave her house during the day. The starlet downed another spoonful of ice cr...