In the morning Dale required a quick blow job before he let me go. At about 5:50, I bolted out of the cab of his truck like a bat out of hell, laptop under my arm, and raced to my parents' car to drive home. When spring semester started and we were back at TU, I resumed my hellish existence as Tyler's (and Shelly's) complete and total slave - or, "good frie...
We all lay there for a moment catching our breath. Val was the first to get up. "I need a shower," she mumbled as she put a hand between her legs to stop the flow of juices down her legs and left the room, avoiding my eyes. Davey got up next. "Claire, I think we should head out. C'mon, let's go find our clothes." "What if I'm not done yet? You two had an...
My brother is a defenseman in the NHL and we went to a game last month to watch him play. There was my mom, my dad, and my brother's girlfriend. It was exciting we were in the middle of the second period and the score was tied 3 all. My brother was coming out of the other teams end skating ahead of one of the other team's forwards when all of a sudden the ot...
Before I start I want to give shoutouts to Tex from writing.com, along with all those who added to said interactive that this branches off from. *Potential Trigger Warning* ALL DEPICTED CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER Also be prepared, as I tend to switch from first to second person when describing environments, just live with it. You are Davey, a 19 year o...
Most of the two-part Love Lies is written in the first person as narrated by Davey. The short section below is written in the third person to give the reader a little background on the character Kate. Kate is loosely based on my best friend's wife; a very good, small town girl; one of the nicest ladies I know who has kept a smile on my 'big-city' friend's fa...
'BASTARD!' She sat on the warm curb-stone of a pavement Taverna, watching people eat. The sensual warmth comes up through the seat of her cut-down Levi's. It - and the close proximity of food - at least, is comforting. The sun burns her neck making her pleasingly drunk, or high, on hunger. She hasn't eaten in two days. 'Down-And Out In Coastal Greece' - sou...
Davey was in our bathroom, getting ready for the day. He went to put eyeshadow on when I walked up behind him, placing my hands on his shoulders. He turned around, smiling at me. "Hey gorgeous," he said. "Hey babe," I responded, "you know, you should do my make-up sometime," I say with that mischievous look on my face that he knows all too well. I gathered...
~This is an older story...I thought some of you may enjoy it~ * The warm summer's breeze drifted lazily through the dusk-soaked streets of the sprawling metropolis of Shorehaven. The drifting air cooled a comfortably warm night as it passed through the twilight streets just lit with the soft orange glow of the on-coming street lamps. Softly it stirred alon...
Every guy has that one friend that their wife or girlfriend hates. Maybe not hates, but she just doesn't understand why her man is friends with that guy. Whether her man acts different around that buddy, or maybe its buddy himself, I am not sure. One thing that I do know is that I am usually That Guy. On the one hand, maybe I get it: I am a big guy, six foo...
The following Monday after the dance Angela is down in the kitchen once again doing the breakfast dishes. Her husband had let Davey stay the weekend and he promised that he would go to a motel tonight. Then he was going to start looking for a home or an apartment in the area to live in. Al had to be in work early to make sure the production line got starte...