Everybody has a story. This is Bill's. *** Every year when June 28th comes around that date brings back memories of what happened on that date back in 1971. Almost all of those memories are great but there's one thing that occurred on that day that isn't. It's the worst memory I have in my entire life, and it was so bad that it almost made me regret everyt...
The exclusive men's club of The Pink Cushion was built in the shape of a heart. Its gigantic double domed roof caressed the clear blue evening sky like voluptuous, sunburnt buttocks. The warm glow from the fat sun on the horizon bathed the building in deep orange. It was balanced precariously on its point with nothing visible supporting its sides. At the v s...
Gary Thomas heard the knock and ignored it. The night before had been an epic drunk at a friend's house. He had no idea what time or how he made it back to his apartment across the college town. All he knew, or could vaguely remember, was that he hit on any woman within reach that night and failing miserably, somehow made it to his shitty little one-bedroom...
While watching the desert fall into darkness, we made a 'dinner' of jerky, nuts and dried fruit washed down by a couple of glasses of wine. After some long silences, Allie finally asked if we had to go home in the morning. The way she asked, I knew she was hoping we could stay and possibly have a repeat of the day's action. I told her we could stay another n...
1 Morning came all at once. Dr. Michaels screamed a stream of obscenities at the cell phone on the edge of the mattress that was chirping her awake just when she was finally basking in a true, deep sleep. She staggered out of bed and somehow managed to pee, wash her face, scrub her teeth, brush her hair into place, dress, pack up her papers, down a cup of...
Authors note: This is the second story I have written with these characters. If you have not read "Kid Sister" I recommend you read it first. This story gives a little background on what happened in that story, but not much detail. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you like it or not please rate it and leave a comment. I welcome const...
Chapter Four Embers Re-kindled Jackie: Driving away from the airport, I was once again feeling very guilty. Sneaking around behind my husband’s back was something I had thought I would never do, let along have a groping session in an airport hallway. My good Catholic upbringing was shocked and somewhat troubled. “What has gotten into me?” I shouted as...
Eddie had started his day with wondering what Pi was doing when he woke up. Her warmth still saturated his bed, her smell his pillows, her juices his pelvis. It shouldn't' have surprised the mathematician that his dick awoke when his mind traced its path back to what had been done over the last day and a half but it did. He blew out a hot sigh feeling stiff...
Edited by luvtaread It was nearly a year and a half later after the incident in Boston that the trouble Jeff Yates had started finally hit home for Brandon. It was a rainy Tuesday in March when he found out that Jeff had finally won their little war. Despite his best efforts the project Brandon was developing was a bust, just as Jeff had planned it, and the...
I had what I felt was a normal middle class upbringing with the typical boyhood crushes. I kissed my first girl in seventh grade and French kissed another the following summer. I even touch a girl's breasts through her sweater once in eighth grade. I always wondered what might have come next if my parents hadn't decided to move us completely across the count...