A little sex in this chapter Chapter 3 At three Amanda pulled into the driveway of Steve's house, located in one of the older sections of Edina, an affluent suburb southwest of Minneapolis. In the surrounding neighborhood many of the oldest homes had been torn down and replaced with newer and sometimes uglier homes. However in the cul-de-sac where his home...
The following story is fiction. It is based on a story I read on Reddit which was reported to be true. It is meant to be read for entertainment. Please save your judgmental proselytizing for someone who will listen. ***** My wife and I didn't have a bad marriage. We met in college on a service trip. I was an accounting major at a small Midwestern liberal...
This one is an original. It's a little bit "off-the-wall." The idea came from a conversation that I overheard between several young women at an HOA meeting. They were voicing their frustration with the available lawn services. They felt that they were being ripped-off. That's the reality behind this story. The rest is pure fiction. Any resemblance to reality...
Note: Every character in this story is over 18 years old! * It wasn't the prettiest place, but there was a certain comfort being here. Like reading your favourite book, rolled into a chair with a cup of hot tea by your side on a rainy day. I slouched onto the couch, my leg hanging over the arm of the seat. There were random papers lying on the eating tab...
I was headed home and had every intention of cheating on my logbook. I was going to turn a three and a half day, twenty two hundred mile drive into slightly less than a two and a half day trip. I left Atlanta, just before five Wednesday morning and dropped my trailer at the TA plaza in Ontario, Friday, just a little after ten in the morning. From there I bo...
Malcolm tried to open his eyes, they felt like ten pound weights were hanging from each lid. His tongue felt swollen, stuck to the roof of his mouth. He would kill for a drink, let a homeless man piss in his mouth for moisture. The dense pounding in his head was worse than any hangover he ever had. He had no idea how long he had been out, it felt like hours....
Author's note: This is a story based on Pretty Little Liars and takes place during Series 5, at which point all the characters are 18 or over. ***** Alison DiLaurentis bit her lip as the cutest ass in Rosewood wiggled in front of her. Not that there had been an official poll or anything, but in her admittedly biased opinion the top five asses in Rosewood w...
He looked down at his drink and swirled his finger around the rim. The pretty woman next to him kept her hand on his knee. "I thought they were gonna kill me then and there. Instead, they cuffed me to the bed and left me there to die slowly. Day one, I knew that I was going to die. There was no hope. Days passed. I lost track of them. I was starving, thirst...
The average snow flake falls at 1.7 meters per second. Around Aiden, the crystals slowly fell. He wondered if they were as lonely as he was, a singularity surrounded by millions and millions yet so completely alone. Pain tightened his chest, this pang fiercer than the last. Let me out! The words echoed in his head like a wave of fire ants as the fiery bi...
Previously... With their marriage on the rocks, Abby and George turn to a most unlikely source for help. Unbeknownst to George, Abby has agreed to let the incubus, Damian, and his mate, Britt, act as marriage counsellors. **** George drove his rusted pickup past the university campus where he'd been chasing tenure for the last several years. It was Frida...