After getting screamed at for leaving the toilet seat up your energy is at an all time low, you've just been getting abuse from everyone in the house just for your existence and you can't really take it anymore. You dont know when having to work from home will end but it has been weeks already and there is no end in sight. Frustrated you start browsing the w...
I needed some work done at my house that I didn't have time to do. One of the young Contractors I had given a lot of work to and was not very busy at the time asked if I had anything to keep him busy for a few days until his next job started. I told him about the front porch that had to be removed and taken away. He asked me, "How much would you want to pay...
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Avery Williams sat in the Dean's office. It was 9 in the morning on Sunday. Classes would begin the following morning, and having arrived a day late, Avery missed out on all the orientation presentations. "It's nice to meet you in person, Avery. How are you this morning?" The Dean asked. "Um..fine I guess?" Avery replied. "Good. Now,...
Picture it, you are a woman thats naked with a female friend thats wearing clothes, females that wear clothes. You are in most of these embarrasing situatians where you are naked and your friend is wearing clothes and she and other females have see you naked rather the story is fiction or not. Feel free to add a story as it is a clothed lady seeing a naked w...
This is a fictional account of a track meet that never happened. Don't bother reading this story if you're looking for a factual story. Don't bother telling me you don't like the story as I don't care. Tell me if you have Ideas how I can write better stories. ***** Life was getting to Lois, she lost her job as a medical tech at the women's imaging cente...
You read the letter again as the limousine from the regional airport pulls up into the driveway... Dear Robin Nordhal, Hello, you do not know me, but I know you. My name is Randal F. Styles of Jackson, Waverly, Styles, and Kant: LLC. Our firm has had the surreal and sometimes difficult job of representing your estranged great-uncle on your father's side Hor...
It had been another dull day in State Senator White's office. As a junior advisor my job mostly entailed answering questions from constituents and writing reports on various subjects which were largely got ignored. I was alone in the office and even more bored than usual so I turned my attention to the good old internet. More specifically I logged on to my...
Steve pulled up at Cindy's house a few minutes late. Although normally punctual, he relaxed on Saturdays. There were three cars beside hers in the driveway but he didn't think much of it knowing he would be occupied with a list of chores. He parked his truck on the street in front of the house, irritated that he was unable to park closer since he had tools t...
I awoke to a chorus of songbirds. Sunrise was just getting started behind the ridge at the rear of the hotel. Regatta Bay was still shrouded in darkness; scattered clouds glowed pink and orange in the indigo sky; a sallow near-full moon was sinking in the west. I imbibed the clean, crisp, salty air. I love that lonely, tranquil time when the night's reign is...