In the weeks and months that followed Glen's and Sarah's declaration of their love for each other Glen often remembered Rosemary's words, "Why don't you piss off and find yourself a nice little virtuous young maiden who'll keep her legs closed to everyone except you...if you can find one." "Almost prophetic words," Glen thought. Glen returned to working in...
Two strangers, two lives, intertwined by the strangest of circumstances, chance perhaps, destiny certain. This is their tale... I'd lived in New York City all my life, the hustle, the bustle as much a part of me as the blood that ran through my veins. Mostly, I had let the city pass me by, content to observe rather than to partake, at least until now. I kno...
John put away the last of the beakers and stood back to admire the day's work. He had finished moving into the new next-door facility. The newly delivered PCR machines and electrophoresis scanners were set in their respective stations, the autoclave was humming away on a set of dishes and pipettes, and the CRAY computer in his lab was humming by the far wall...
This is my entry in the Valentine's Day Contest. * I was out with my suitemates hunting women on a cold Friday night in early February. We are all juniors at Cornell University in upstate New York. Josh is a business major and an amazing pickup artist. Howie and I are tagging along as his wingmen because we are socially incompetent science majors. Basicall...
NOTE: This story is a follow-up to "A Bus Worth Missing," posted 4/14/16 in the romance section. To get the most out of this new story, interested readers might wish to read "A Bus Worth Missing" first, written from Ryan's point of view. Now it's Coleen's turn. As always, feedback is much appreciated, yea or nay. Some girls get swept off their feet. Ryan...
There is a small town in Switzerland, Obunsbach, that is known for it's fine candies. Indeed, one of the first recorded "sweets shop" is in Obunsbach, selling a honey sugared square of pastry. From the simple pastries to the fanciest of confectioneries, if it is made, it is made better in Obunsbach. This includes their world renown chocolate. Ah yes, 'Ob...
I didn't expect to be a widow at age 38. Gerald was a few years older -- 43 -- but he was vital and healthy. At the time, the doctors told me that sudden death was often the first (and last) symptom of heart disease. It was no consolation. Gerald had been the bedrock of my life. About halfway through the second year of our marriage he came tome with flowers...
While this is not my first time writing a smutty fiction, it is the first time I've published some. Hope you enjoy! --- Spring came to Greece with lush grasses and trees and flowers in bloom. And with spring came the time of the Pansélinos rites, a ritual that existed between two Greek cities of Thais and Metea, both under the protective watch of the godde...
"Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, oh Romeo?" Julia Mason loudly burst out laughing as she did whenever she chanted those words. She knew very well where Romeo was - hanging in her bedroom closet where she always kept him stored when he wasn't fucking her brains out. Romeo Robot was the perfect lover for Julia - with a long, supple tongue and a big cock th...
It had been a moment of weakness, but one that pursued him like a plague. He stared into the shard of mirrored glass he kept in his tattered sleeve. Unable to move about freely, to access his encrypted savings account, he'd lost a good deal of weight, most of it in his cheeks. The face that stared back at him was almost unrecognizable. Certainly, it had some...