I was sitting at my desk in the Dean's office where I work, staring out the window on a bright, sunny summer day, minding my own business. My body's in this room, but my mind is a thousand miles away. "Julie." "What!?!" I jumped. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." "Oh, Dean, that's all right. I just can't seem to keep my mind on my work today." "We...
I rolled out of bed late in the morning. Having nothing to do I was in no hurry to start a lazy day. Grabbing something to eat I sat down to watch some bad weekend morning TV when the thought of my wife and last night came into my mind. I knew she would not be by today having a wedding and party to go to afterwards. Stretching out on my couch I zoned out as...
There are several stories out there involving living clothes but I want to leave this open to allow many collective authors to be as creative as possible. For example, you can write a story about clothes simply coming to life and stripping their wearer, leaving them nude and embarrassed or maybe the living clothes forces someone to wear them and turns them i...
The First One The first orgy I went to was very different from the second one. At the second one there was drinking, but that was all. At my first, there was pot, cocaine, pills, booze, and lord knows what else I never saw. At the second one, I was already an experienced lover with a variety of experiences by the time I was 32. At my first one, I was 18. I...
Life never runs true to course, the best-laid plans and all that. It's been my intention to continue this story but things have intervened. For one thing its summer and it's my busy season. For another things have changed in my life situation that may release me sooner than expected, just not the way I had expected. Time will tell who leaves this behind firs...
Step one, I exit Loblaws, where I just spent the past eight hours. Working the eleven to seven overnight shift isn't easy. I yawn as I exit the store, my dark security uniform getting wet fast as it starts to rain. Wonderful. It was dry all night and as I head home, it starts to rain. That's just the kind of luck I've got, ladies and gentlemen. I walk out of...
"Did you hear me, Bobby?" "What?" My mom said, 'Lauren called last night; her six year hitch is up and she's coming home." "Really? Ok, that's good." "That's all you can say? I thought you'd be a little more excited." My mother had just broken the news that Lauren, the girl who had been my babysitter while she worked was coming home after six years servi...
I was a bartender for years when I was younger. This story and others to follow are about my experiences during those years. I have some other story lines going, Gonna Sell The Bitchs' Car in particular, but due to some feedback and my work schedule right now it'll be a week or two before I can post my reworked third installment. I already had this and some...
The story opens three years after Mario ended over Julie's knee, Mario now nearly 20 is a full time member of the armed forces and decides to come home. He neglects to inform the lovely Marta. Several years have passed since, to me the embarrassing episode regarding Julies bra. Since then I had completed my schooling and thanks to mom as Marta became, I...
"I'll be so glad when they finish this roadwork...this is all going to be houses in a few years...Close your window, Pat...the dairy farm is coming up...Next time you come home, Mike, it'll be daylight savings time...won't it be nice to go swimming at Joyce and Woody's?...Do you want to spend the Fourth over there, or would you rather go to the block party...