In my lifetime, I've been called many things. Freak. Amoral. Lust-filled fiend. That's all fine by me because I really don't give a crap about what people think. I am what I am and I do what I want. By the way, Trevor is the name and trickery is the nature of my game. I am a Trickster. Modeled after those legendary pranksters from classical mythology and pop...
What I thought was going to be a little bit of innocent groping on the bus turned out to be much more. But then you never know when these magical moments might arrive, so you must act on every one as if it might turn into something extraordinary. I was on the number 5 bus, heading home from work. The number 5 is always crowded at that time of day. Business...
Ever since she started high school, Bianca has ridden the same bus with the same driver, being the first one on the route to board and the last one off in the afternoon. She had noticed right away that Chuck, the bus driver, was cute, tall and athletic with red hair and freckles. Not until a few weeks ago, however, had she actually developed the hots for him...
"I don't have to ask, do I?" I hear the driver say. They just get up and go without a fuss. I can't explain it, but I have mixed feelings about that. We had all just watched them. We had just seen this couple make out on the bus right in front of us! I think that we were still very shocked; I know I was! I think that it was because of my own reluctant arou...
I was at the club the other night, and I got wasted off my ass, and so I couldn't drive myself home. I knew it was very late, so I looked up and down the street and started walking. I noticed a bus stop a block away, so I waited there, and in about 15 minutes, a bus pulled up. There was one person in the back of the bus who got off three stops later. I glanc...
She had got to do it, she knew she had. Sal had a real wish to go beyond the end of the garden, not just creep into her neighbour's garden but go further afield. Indeed, into the fields and woods. It had just so not been her plan to meet a group of ramblers. She had scouted her route out whilst clothed one morning: well clothed in a light cotton dress, tho...
Disclaimer: All of the characters are fictional and are above 18 years of age. "Mandy get ready. The bus is here," Mandy's mom said. Mandy, and her sisters Meghan and Maya Brimestone came downstairs and entered the kitchen. "Thanks Mom," Meghan said. "This is going to be a great day." Their mom stood, waiting. "Aren't you girls going to have breakfast?"...
Coleman Banks placed two hard-poached eggs on an unbuttered piece of lightly toasted multi-grain bread. He shook on salt, pressed on the top piece of toast spread with peanut butter both sides, finished his milk and ate his breakfast standing up, watching the clock. Sometimes the filling was a sliced sausage, a fillet of leftover baked fish or a chunk of ba...
Devon was a vivacious, energetic traveler, hell bent on seeing as much of the world before she was willing to settle down. Having grown up in an orphanage she'd never gotten to see anything beyond the couple of trips her schools took her on. The only escape she had was watching the Discovery Channel and seeing all of the exotic locations that the hosts trave...
It was raining, as it always seems to just when you are caught somewhere well away from shelter but I made it to the rickety lean-to with the bus company logo fading away in white and orange on each side without actually getting drowned. The shelter barely defeated the larger drops and none of the cold sleet riding winter's icy breath as I huddled in its dub...