(The characters in this story first appear in the Paul and Jenny series by PAUL C.) Laurie looked in the mirror as she sat naked and put on her make-up. She always felt giddy this way when she was going to see Paul. Tonight was really special because she'd managed to convince him to take her dancing. She'd not seen him at all since Christmas when she'd gone...
It had been a month since Carly started work at the massage parlour. She had actually quite enjoyed it so far, and the extra £250 or so she brought in every week had taken a massive pressure off their financial situation. Sharon, the boss at the parlour had suggested she take the job up permanently. Carly and Steve had discussed this and the idea did appeal....
My friend first turned me on to the agency when I was 19. We were both in college and loved to party, drink, smoke pot, do coke, acid, whatever, and just fuck about with boys. By the time I turned 19 I'd already had over 30 lovers. Some were older guys in their 30s and 40s. Some were my age. And I'd had a few girls too. I don't know, I'd just get wasted then...
The swamp reeked of bitter peat, fertility lost long ago. Skeletal trees etched across the canyon like lightning bolts. It was once a valley of green, nestled between two rocky slopes. Now it was grey muck, given color only by flashlights and torches. Some of the more self-conscious highwaymen had rolled up their jeans to prevent the mud from staining thei...
Natasha was doing everything that she could to maintain her composure as she stood in the line leading into the entrance of the old warehouse. What was she doing here, she thought? She couldn't believe she had let Francine and Laurie talk her into coming. She should have never let Laurie pour her that glass of Jack Daniels much less smoked a joint with her....
A week later Jen woke up from a restless sleep. Mike had long ago left for work. She could hear Maria downstairs with the kids. Her body felt terrible. The cravings were really bad today. She'd finished the new cocaine four days ago. The old cocaine -- the stuff she kept in the shoe box -- didn't seem to have the same potency with her, and it was almost al...
May 1983 The post-reception party was in full swing at the bar of a prominent hotel on the Strip in Las Vegas. Sally Fountain, nee' Johnson, sat at a table with her new husband and several of his friends. Her foot was doing a nervous jig as she sipped a vodka and tonic and watched the others at the table getting riotously drunk. After a bit, she finished...
Anonymous said: Love your stories! Can you write one about a fit gym teacher who goes from being totally drug-free to a drugged up slut and loves it? She's been stressing out about trying to have a baby and tries to get weed from a former student to calm down. He's always wanted to fuck her, takes advantage and turns her onto cocaine and whatever else until...
Colors (1981) - Pt. 5 - Hot/Cold Cold day. Cold days are like mistakes, bound to happen and unpleasant. Made dozen mistakes last night. Amateur. Could have gotten killed. Didn't. Lucky. Dumb and lucky. Cold day yesterday, too. Did some field work from the back seat of abandoned taxi cab parked illegally in front of dumpster on one-way between Lorbo and Nol...
Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this s...