Steven Shaw only half concentrated on the free throw shot he was about to make. Dribbling the ball a few more times, he launched it at the basket hung over his garage door. The ball hit the back board, bounced once on the faded orange rim before dropping through the tattered net. The lanky youth retrieved the ball and returned to the make shift line on the d...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
Jillian steadied the step ladder as Josh reached still higher into the attic to push in the last few boxes. The attic, among many things, held Jillian's summer and winter wardrobes. She was finishing her semi-annual changeover with Josh's help. It was an intense spring and she knew that summer was close at hand. Josh was special to Jillian and the son to her...
This story is completely fictitious. This is a parody of celebrity figures. Mark closed the door in disgust as he entered his dressing room. It had been a stressful day on the set. Absolutely nothing seemed to be going right with the film. The entire day had seen a host of mechanical failures with the puppeteered Jabba the Hutt creature. The oversized mup...
Hans-Olof was not a handsome man. He had always been overweight, had always had glasses. The overweight boy with glasses had matured into a fat man with thick glasses. He had always known that his weight was the first thing that people noticed about him and in most cases judged him by. Everyone felt free to give him advice on diet and exercise, but very seld...
To Recap: Our heroine is failing at her goals to be a proper wife. After so much neglect, she is being exposed to more sex than she has in years, and she is starting to crumble. Her tormentors have included one of her high school students, her boss's supervisor, and her next door neighbor, an obese Hispanic man named Roberto. Her husband, Dan, is aware of t...
Authoress's notes: This is yet another story in the Imperial Prostitute Series. It is also a direct sequel to Jedi Submissive Ta'tan'ia. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and vote me a five! Also, please leave me feedback, public or via email. To summarize the story thus far . . . After Jedi Knight Jaina Solo kills her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, sh...
I enjoy people. I enjoy company. My wife isn't very social. In the seven years we've been together we've only had one person invited into our home and that was for only a few hours. It was her Uncle Ted, who was up from Texas for a Shriner convention. He came to dinner wearing one of those stupid little red hats with a tassel, which he never took off, even w...
July 2011 In all my travels, the Paris Metro is one of my favourite transport systems. Whether whizzing across to breathtaking views of La Tour Eiffel or hopping up to Anvers to marvel at the gleaming Sacré Cœur and bustling artists of Place du Tertre, it's an essential piece of kit to explore what is arguably the most romantic European city. To plan a Met...
Cheating and Rivals - Part 24 "You're okay?" Mike asked after Jen told him what happened. They were in bed. Mike was in boxer shorts. Jen was still in the Hermione outfit. "Kind of numb," Jen said. "But you're okay?" Mike asked again. "I'm not fucked up in my head, if that's what you're asking," Jen said. "It wasn't rape. I didn't say the safe word." "S...