The author waives all liability for any technique described herein even more so than usual. Weak stomachs please bail out here. **************** Things had been going amazingly with Michelle. The one problem was we just seemed to keep bumping into my former neighbor and her former cocaine dealer Joe. Every time we ran into him on campus, which our class s...
The little chime sounds as I entering the boutique, my tablet in my jean jacket pocket , smartphone in my back pants pocket. Looking towards the cash station, I see mom look up, relief on her face “Grant you made it!” “Told you I would spin by before going to the seminar!” going over and giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Go what’s the big reason I n...
**Author's Note: It seems like this will be a bit longer than 4 parts. I'm hoping it won't be too long and just keep it to 6 parts. Working on outlines right now as I work a little on other projects but I promise this is at the front. * * * * * * * * Serafina wore a blue flower and white sundress that nicely showed off some cleavage while not making her se...
Chapter 4: Amanda's Mom in Action "What's the knife for?" Brian asked. "I'm going to measure you," she said, matter-of-factly. He let her undress him. She got down on her knees, knife in hand. "How should I go about this? When a guy says he'd nine inches, where does the measurement start?" "Just don't stab me with that," Brian laughed. "It's a butter kn...
Chapter Three - The Turn "Is that the real reason I'm here!" Tiffany's mood shifted from bliss to outrage at the mention of Lyle and Tina Brinkman. "What do they want? I'm not even sure that they didn't set up Raffe and make up that bullshit about him peddling girls online," Tiffany struggled to get up out of Stephen's lap. "Settle down Tiffany. Listen to...
Manu and I would like to thank all the authors who submitted during the month, and all the other months for that matter! We've tallied the reader's votes, and are happy to announce the winners of March Reader's Choice Awards. First Place ($150 Cash Prize Winner):When Angels Cum Ch. 19 by CapDragon121Second Place ($100 Cash Prize Winner):Chasing The Last Roa...
It was the last summer that I still saw myself as a kid, the summer that I had to decide to shit or get off the pot. Twisting wrenches was a decent hobby, but I was quickly outgrowing the group of uninspired, racist fucks that were my gearhead contemporaries. High school would never end for most of these guys. I'd seen what had become of their older brothers...
Sitting in the breakfast diner that evening, Erik folded the menu up and decide to have an omelet. He was waiting to meet with a contractor he had located after an internet search. He hoped he had found someone worthy of an extended relationship. He hadn't rejected the idea of working on a strip club and Erik considered that a good sign. His waitress walke...
"I'm so fuckin poor I'm going to have to become a hooker!" she giggled as they lay on the sofa in the bus watching TV. He stared down into her eyes, her head resting comforting in his lap. "Don't do that!" She laughed at his mock concern. "I wish! I could use the money." He grinned. "How much would you charge?" She thought about this for a minute and shr...
If only Josh could pass out. Or finish himself off already. I have to keep my breathing relaxed. Keep my eyes closed. Keep still in this obscene position he's put me. Keep pretending I'm asleep. Ignore the shaking of the bed. Ignore his animalistic grunts. Ignore the sound of those fucking ice cubes, clinging against his empty glass to the rhythm of his jerk...