All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** Way after midnight. A summer moon, nearly full. I fumble for the lamp next to my bed, but decide not to blind myself. I stumble through the darkness to the living room, look out the back window, rub my eyes to try and focus. A naked girl runs through my yard. "What the fuck?" I m...
Most people may see the North Pole elves as those cute little pointy-eared beings that made toys and sang songs but there always had to be one that didn't quite fit. The anomaly. The outcast. That was Nimble. Nimble and his fellow elves spent most of their lives toiling their days away in that sweltering, wooden triangle-roofed workshop with a fiery furnac...
One Afternoon Kali did not do nervous. After her life, after all she'd been through, not then not now and not never. She'd dealt with some sketchy mother-fuckas, she'd dealt with large sections of society that wanted her dead or at least gone because of the color of her skin. She'd dealt with the other sections that hated or distrusted her because she was a...
"How come you always got time to be cookin' for everybody else but you never got time to cook for me?" Ray Richardson asked. His ruggedly handsome face was clouded with anger as he stood in his bedroom, berating his wife. "Ray, that's not true and you know it!" his wife Sheila replied. "It's lucky for us my catering business has been doing better and better...
"You know it was my Leopold who showed Hatter how to make tea." Eritha had sat Alice, Celia, Doreen and the two Sheds-men at a large oval table in her kitchen already set with a wonderfully rustic brown earthenware tea service. "Poor Hatter had still been trying to brew dandelion leaves. When dear Leopold successfully cultivated the first cutting of Camell...
Geena had been out of sorts for almost a month and I knew that something was wrong, but every time I tried to talk to her she would tell me that nothing was wrong, she was just tired. Well I could understand that. Taking care of a full time job and two kids can do that to you. I'm sorry to say that I wasn't feeling all that sympathetic toward her problem. Sh...
Maggie is one of those corporate executives that everyone loves. She's smart, personable and works just as hard as her employee's. Clients love working with her because she makes them feel like they are her prime focus, employee's love her because she listens to them and men love her because she is sexy as hell. At 5'3, she is absolutely stunning in an ado...
We both wanted to do it really. I know my husband would have done it if he could have figured out how to get the details worked out. I also kind of wanted to do it, but I never let on. I was scared that if I did my husband would actually figure out all the details, and then I would have to follow through. What am I talking about? What did I want to do and w...
The day sped by and I remember nothing of it but a few scattered images of little importance. I remember when I pulled up to the Bacchanal and handed my keys to the valet. I remember the young man turning and staring at me for a moment entirely to long. He had sounded like he had something stuck in his throat. He couldn't even say my name for better than thi...
I stepped up on the big mat in the old warehouse. The place was packed with people, and I knew I was the centre of attention now. This was my first of two matches tonight at this wrestling club. The matches was the ultimate surrender-type, where you strip your opponent and the winner get to fuck the loser. This first bout was me against a new girl, Jenny the...