There was a really odd, unofficial tradition at our high school that on the last day of classes, when the final bell rang, students would empty the contents of their lockers onto the floor of the hallways, somewhat of a "school's out for summer" act as summer vacation finally began. It was a tradition I had never understood, and still do not understand, and...
Lisa came tapping at my bedroom window tonight. Just as she has done for the last four nights; her dirt encrusted nails pecking out a staccato rhythm as she beckoned me to come outside or to let her in. Several of those nails would be jagged from her clawing, the flesh of her hands like ground beef, raw and red. I don't want to imagine her face. I lay, h...
The Pleasure Chest Seekers: Meet Abrianna Paul and his girlfriend Haylie had been dating for three years since they were college freshmen. They really liked each other and have such a good connection. Paul was 5'11 with dark blonde hair and blue green eyes. Haylie's a brunette, 4'10, 100 lbs, and her measurements are 34B-26-38. Despite their difference in a...
I met Sarah in Portland Chat—big surprise there—in late winter 1999. The Internet is the easiest way to meet people. "Does anyone want to talk on the phone?" she asked the room. Bored and a little lonely, I Instant Messaged her. We began chatting. She emailed me her picture. She was chubby and cute. I gave her my phone number, and five minutes later we were...
Allison fondled Carlos's ball. Tightening her grip, she stroked the red stitches and relished the hard smoothness in her hand. "You like the way they feel?" a voice asked behind her, startling her from her reverie. Allison's stomach plummeted along with the baseball, which thudded onto the hardwood floor. Crouching to retrieve the trophy, she was thankful to...
Read the first "Vanessa & Jack" story here. ---------- "Knock knock," Vanessa sang down the stairs, startling Jack from an afternoon space-out at his desk. "I'm not, um, interrupting anything, am I, Jackie?" Vanessa's tone made the whole thing clear, and Jack's throat tightened as he waited to hear what came next. "Got a minute, roomie? Can you put down th...
Whew. I was bushed, and I wasn't hesitant to say so after dinner. It's not that I don't help with the little chores around the house in the evening before TV time, but this particular night I was convinced I'd done my part for king and country, and had earned some self-serving, self-centered and somewhat selfish time in the recliner. I wasn't mean spirited o...
My wife and I have been married 14 years and into swinging for about 10 of them. We haven't done a ton, but the times we've had were a blast. The first "swing" thing we ever did was go to a swing club back in '99. My wife and I had dressed up and gone out for a nice dinner after work on a Friday. We had been living in the Phoenix area for about a year and h...
There was a knock on the door. "Hey Mr. Cooper." Jimmy opened the door. "Luke," Jimmy acknowledged back. "Yeah so, uh, this is your new place. It looks great." "Not buying it Luke." "Right.. uh, can I talk to Marissa?" "No, you can't." "Come on Mr. Cooper, its me. If I could talk to her for a minute or so.." "Yeah, she told me what happened and, uh,...
Please allow me to introduce myself. The name is Jack. I am a young black man living in the USA. I'm what you call a bit of an activist. I hate to see people get wronged. Especially men. If you ask me, I think that men are being stripped of their rights in this country. A guy sleeps with a bitch one night and she can do a lot of bad things to him. She can g...