Author's note: Thanks to everyone who read and commented on last week's stories, both those of you who liked them and those of you who didn't. Some of you figured out and asked about the connections between November and the Edmund Fitzgerald. A few of you asked for the origin story. I will at some time write it, but this time of the year it's really too clos...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
"Jenn, we're not going to argue about this any more! I don't care if it is your eighteenth birthday coming up. You're not going to just take off for the beach for the weekend without a bit of planning. Your mother and I need to know a little bit more about the arrangements. You don't even know where you'd be sleeping!" "Dad, that's not true. I already told...
Helen wasn't much when it came to being sexually adventurous. We had been married almost ten years and every year our sex life became less and less interesting. After some protracted foreplay, if I were lucky, she'd begrudgingly consent to let me fuck her in the missionary, so long as I didn't take too much time. I got my rocks off but she, more or less, jus...
It was a typical day at the customer service counter. Customers seemed to come in waves. Then nothing, then a line. The up and down of the day seemed more tiring than if there had been a constant line. But it was her last day for a few. Pamela was looking forward to a few days of nothing. Well, maybe some video games. She did like the diversion. Always felt...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
"Fuck you, ya arse hole!" "No, Lizzy, wait!" Those words were the most panic-inducing sounds my eighteen year old self had heard, only to be immediately beaten by the sounds of two engines starting up and their corresponding cars speeding away. Those cars and voices belonged to my friend Lizzy and her boyfriend, Dave. You see, Lizzy had dragged me on a ca...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Author's note: this story is, of course, pure fantasy. I don't know if there's a device such as an EEZI zapper, but if there is there's no way the "hero" could be this stoic. Well, I don't think so. * I became a film publicist, that's how I got into – well, I was going to say a real mess, but on second thoughts ... Hi, my name's Tony Drum, I'm 36-years-o...