Kyle stretched and yawned as he woke, the sunlight streaming in from his bedroom window. It was another sunny morning at Brighton Farms. Looking at the calendar at the walls, he realized that it had been almost a year since he had come here. A year of a new life, so far removed from his old one that it seemed like it was in another world...and in many ways i...
She jogs through the night unaware of what awaits her. She runs, lost in her own world, letting the stress of the previous day fade from her mind as the last of the suns rays fade from the sky. The rhythmic strides on the pavement, the gasps of air, the strain of muscle and bone, all come together to form the heartbeat of her own private world. Nothing can f...
We stood apart for a few moments. The carnival sounds from the valley providing unique background music. Becky made the first move. She didn't get dressed. Instead, she just put the hoodie back on. As she zipped up, she admitted, "Mosquito bites would put a damper on the evening." We headed back to my house. "Thanks for thinking of my welfare." "Ms....
"I awoke to the sound of guns," he sighed. It was the End of the World from the moment our eyes met; from the moment the Wars began. A pause fills the room. Silence leaks into my eardrums. I can't breathe. "Continue, 647." You can hear the rash in his voice. He, the Lawyer, busily fiddles one of his hands through his balding hair; lips biting together, wai...
It was, Fred Sawyer thought, an almost perfect day. George Goode, the District Attorney, had announced his retirement for health reasons and Fred, as senior assistant DA had been appointed interim DA to fill out the last six months of Goode's term of office. Several hours on the phone with some very influential people had secured his party's endorsement for...
A number of guidelines were introduced at all prisons. These guidelines went beyond new standards for social behavior reform; they extended to create new standards of sexual reform as well. One standard, concerning continence-masturbation in particular-proved to be a particularly taxing problem. No matter the efforts, this sinful deed continued to occur with...
Fanchon Nemirow looked curiously at the little door along the far wall of Midori's cellar. "Mids, I don't think I get it." Midori was a honey blonde with mischievous green eyes. "Well, I had this built for Hearst. It's a little room within the wall behind this door." "It looks like a cell door, in a jail." "Yup. It's what's called a strip-cell in prisons...
Micheal Scott McKinley sat on his bunk absently reading a seven year old wrinkled and dusty copy of a dated National Geographic from the prison library. An article about a failed attempt by several mountaineers to scale Mount Everest had vaguely caught his eye. Being an adrenaline junkie his whole life, McKinley had sill not gotten use to the stale, monoto...
A fantasy created by International writers Satinlvr_mwf, CurtB, Julie Van and Wunderboi. ***** Our story thus far... The heroine, Suzi Recreant, has just returned from a rather successful follow-up expose` for the Rhino News Network. RNN, of course, is a subsidiary of Rhino Multimedia, or RMM, which is in itself a subsidiary of Rhino Electronics, all of w...
I write for fun. I wanted to write a little story where everything goes wrong for the protagonist. A pyrrhic victory. Sometimes BTB backfires. I might be able to write the wrong into right if there's any interest. Not a lot of sex here. That could change too! So let me know where the story should go. We'll take the road less traveled. -Author *** Chris a...