Seven Days of Service – Day Six * * * * The next morning, I left my house to do something I'd never done before; see what time the Harbor Bar actually opened for business. As it turned out, Harbor Hattie and her husband opened the bar around 10 a.m. for the early lunch crowd and while she was surprised to see me at that hour, she was pleased as well. I sto...
I swing open the door to the apartment, revealing the tall, curvy, gorgeous brunette, and also my best friend. "Shan!" I pull her inside and kick the door shut before turning to throw my arms around her, nearly knocking the white cardboard box right out of her hands. Shannon passes the box off to her brother and wraps her arms around me tightly. "Hi! I mis...
Author's Disclaimer: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and other unsavory things. I hope you do enjoy this chapter if you decide to continue reading. * Peter found no escape from his torment. He couldn't see her face as she gra...
Her name was Raine Snow and she was a dream. First unanticipated, then poetic and epic and transcendent in that order, continually confusing, and finally gone in the groggy early morning. It was a couple of weeks ago, and I was at the Hogshead, a whisky bar on the Upper West Side. It wasn't my regular, but I'd been there a few times before. Rehearsal i...
Epilogue Snapshots of moments in Will and Lucy's Lives. ———— Work Party: Lucy age 19, Will age 36 ———— It's the annual Precinct Police Party and this year it's at our place. In a time-honoured Australian tradition, Kate throws a barbecue and pool party for the event. We spend the morning making food, storing drinks and getting the house ready for a...
I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard the doorbell. I wrapped the towel around me and dripped to the front door. Guys are much more able to do that than girls are. We can drip, and show up at the door in only a towel from the waist down, and no one thinks it's a come-on. If a girl does it, she's just asking for it. It was JoEllen, as I had hope...
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife It's lonely out in space On such a timeless flight... - Rocket Man, Elton John ### May ### Another three days. Three more days before I could sleep in my own bed, sleep under Jessie, eat homemade food, do something with my time besides listening to presenters drone on about government regulation. I like detai...
Authors note: This story does not contain detailed, explicit sex scenes; so if that is what you're looking for you won't find it here. This story has greatly benefitted from comments provided by Privates First-Class. I sat in my chair during the presentation, occasionally shifting my eyes over to see Dick in profile as he sat in the next row ahead and to my...
Small town life can be pretty boring. I made this observation to my buddy Jim late one afternoon as we sat on a bench drinking sodas. We'd spent the last hour shooting basketballs and a combination of heat and my increasing lack of fitness had ensured that Jim had quite literally run rings around me. Or maybe he was just a better on a court than I was. 'I t...
Maxwell I: Bloodstream. M-M-Ma...Maxwell! The sweet butchering of my name coupled with the vice of her cunt clamping down and around me was the calming force in my heart and the drug in my veins to keep me going. "Come on little one, let me hear you fucking sing." And sing she did, the scream that ripped through her throat spurring me on. Some nights...