Any resemblance between these characters and living persons purely coincidental, yet some basis on fax usurped from this chap to spin out this discordant vignette! Prior to shifting gears to second (among the gritty streets of this urban area known as the city of angels), an automatic reflex found me to rev the engine full throttle in reverse (nearly jam...
I often find myself drifting in and out of my head, sometimes for minutes at a time, totally unaware of what's going on around me; my body functioning automatically without whilst my mind is away. I wonder if everybody else does the same. Usually when I drift away it's because of nothing in particular... I'll find myself trying to remember the name of an act...
There's something to be said about work and how it makes us virtually married to what we do. It binds us with never-ending guilt and lures us into a commitment with empty notions of ownership and power. It ceases to be meaningful after awhile; it simply becomes a means to a strung-out end. We work until we're left with nothing but an empty climax. You've be...
It was time to do a little Christmas shopping. Exams were finally over, I had a Christmas party to go to later in the day, and I was finally in the Christmas spirit. When a friend offered me a ride to the mall I jumped at it. I was dressed in my Christmas best, a tight white turtleneck that showed off my growing boobs nicely, a Christmas red (or slut red, d...
Kelethia sighed and rubbed her eyes. She had been reading for nearly an hour, but it felt much longer than that. The tome in front of her had been a gift from Sister Anetta. "Study it well," she had said, "for it contains important lessons you will need to learn if you are to become a priestess." Kelethia had started reading it right away, for her greatest d...
The first time we got together, I almost stopped it from happening. Or, actually, I thought that I should probably stop it, but the heat was far greater than I was, a tangible thing that wrapped around my whole being and consumed me. I wanted that burning, that smoldering, that desire. I wanted him. We met at the federal building. Homeland Security, to be e...
My creative writing professor in college once said that without the benefit of experience, a writer cannot begin to create, and that only the right kind of eyes can interpret that experience in a way befitting the reader. My heart immediately sank. I knew that my experience watching "The Real World" and drinking cheap domestic beer at keg parties would not m...
She looked up at me. I glanced into her eyes for a moment, then let my gaze move down the front of her dress. It was a great angle; I could clearly see the swell of her breasts. As she looked away and bent forward to clean the polish from the floor, I let my eyes wander over the rest of her body. Not that I could see much else with her nicely rounded arse fa...
Lukas knew it was gonna be a bad day from the moment he woke up. First thing that happened was that skewered his foot on a toy crane left from his li'l bro. Grunting under his breath, Lukas hopped along to the bathroom and tried not to curse too loud about the large hole in his left foot leaking blood onto the carpet. Next bad thing was that there were no pl...
The atmosphere was so exciting. People milling all around, finding their seats and then moments later getting up to being back food and drink. He had known where our seats were from the many times He’d been to the ball park before and had insisted that we stock up on food beforehand. There were drinks, a Coke for me and a Sprite for Him. There were hotdogs...