What's there to do when you've got the winter blues? I know, how about staying home and knitting? The name is Tiffany Evelyn Singleton, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. My friends call me T.E. I'm twenty seven years old, born under the sign of the Aquarius, and I attend Carleton University. I went back to school after...
After working up the courage to actually go outside in her Lady Godiva "costume," Jamie had nearly masturbated herself to orgasm in the middle of the street. It had been a gargantuan effort to stop. Once in the car, she'd been unable to resist a minute more of pussy play...but after opening her eyes to see the young man watching her through the passenger...
June 1 7:38 p.m. I'm already fucking sick of this and it's just begun. It's been 13 hours of staring at trees and houses and highway...for what? To get to some stupid resort where the boys can swim and Allen can bitch about how expensive everything is. Don't get me wrong, I love my kids and my husband, but the boys could just as easily swim in the neighbor...
Let's take a look at fleshing out that construction site where your fictional worker is going to be spending so much of his day. Again I'm writing this as if you are the worker. How does it all work? Well, flip that bucket over and have a seat and I'll try and explain it as we take lunch. Okay, well to begin with there is a owner. You will probably never...
I dedicate this story to Bostonfictionwriter, who helped me get off of drugs, gave me a place to stay, and found me a job that paid enough to keep me off the streets and out of the shelters. Most of the story you are about to read is true, just the names have been changed. There is no sex in this story, just emotion. * There's no better day than Earth Day...
"That's about right." Julie was looking at me with her mouth hanging open. "But that's 8 1/2 inches!" "That's right little girl. Ever heard the old wives' tale about big hands and big feet?" She nodded. I pointed at my boots. "These are size 14 EEE. And this ring here is a size 15." I slipped my class ring off and handed it to her. She slipped her ri...
The first sign that we had of unrest onboard the spaceship came three days after the explosion. Two construction workers got in a fistfight while eating breakfast in the cafeteria. One of them was explaining to a couple of his buddies at his table how there wasn't an explosion. He was claiming that the James Cook was still in one piece. He told his buddies...
FAWC 2: The Stranger in the Park (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "myster...
For the next two days I continually heard annoying gripes from some of the crew members about their not getting paid, although most of them accepted it. Some even seemed to take it good heartedly. Then on the evening of the second day I entered the TV lounge to get some nachos and cheese for an evening snack and watched in awe as a construction worker left w...
Ally woke up with the words on her lips. She realized she had actually mouthed them aloud. It had been some time—long before the bombing, even before she and Chad had gotten serious, since she had had the dream that had her saying the sentence over and over again. It was only now that she realized it had been that long. "Who's my father?" It had been the s...