Griff crouched low on the balls of his feet and rocked side to side. A single, clear bead rolled off his chin and darkened the scuffed, brick-colored surface between his shoes. He let the air out of his lungs and looked up. With a loud pop, a ball spun in his direction and dove sharply toward the ground in front of him. One jab step and an upward swing of hi...
Emily and I were eating breakfast when Lori came bouncing into the kitchen, humming a pop tune I didn't recognize. She was wearing a pink velour track suit and carrying a gym bag with her work clothes. "Have you got time to get something to eat?" I asked. "No," she said, "I'm late for my workout already. I'll grab something when I get to the newspaper. See...
This is Part Two of a three-part story. The defense couldn't stop Colby Jacobs. That was obvious to everyone in the gym, except Colby Jacobs. All they needed to do was swing the ball to the weak side, make the entry pass into him in the low post, and have Colby square up. The rest was low-hanging fruit. But Cody wouldn't square up -- wouldn't turn around...
Christmas has always been my favorite holiday. I love the songs, the decorations and of course the presents. The past couple of years I planned the days leading up to the holiday and filled them with activities for me and my fiancé. We would spend the month caroling, building snowmen, sledding and decorating the tree. We also watched almost every Christmas m...
Author's note: Oleander Dreams was written for the "Beyond the Wall of Sleep" event honoring HP Lovecraft. It's partly dystopian, partly a descent into madness. Is it real? I'll leave it to you to decide. I hope I've done the estimable Mr. Lovecraft justice. For those of you who are looking for my "sick puppy" material, I'm sorry to disappoint. For everyon...
Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has sexy tattooed girls, exhibitionism, and lots of light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story. Also, this story is a lot darker than I usually write and the characters will piss you off. They have few redeeming qualities. In fact, if you ar...
George is addicted to Candy, especially dark chocolate candy. Only he's not addicted to the confectionery flavor of dark chocolate. He's addicted to the human kind flavor of dark chocolate. Having experienced back pain for years, George was a perpetual, pain pill popper. Only, it wasn't until recently, that he stopped taking pills when a friend died of hear...
Having generated more attention around the office as of late, Abby was in a new situation tonight as she followed one of her new friends up to his apartment. Following several months of being shared between her boss and his business associate, Abby, unbeknownst to her at the time, had been caught in action with the two gentlemen, leading to some ultimately h...
Dear Readers, If you haven't already read Chapters 1-8 of this series, Tom & Sue John & Debbie, I suggest you do so. Readers will follow the fictitious characters while they take the reader on a roller coaster ride filled with sex, sports, and romance. Each chapter builds on the previous chapter and without reading the previous chapters the reader will miss...
Mara stood on a cloud, high above the city. The Atlantic crashed against the shore and the winds carried a salty tang to her nose. She stood up straight as she noticed a bunch of clouds moving against the wind and coming her way. The clouds came near and she could make out the figures that rode them. Her spirit guide was on the first cloud and a dour faced e...