The Beginning "Can I have a go?" Tom looked across at Brenda as she started to get up from the deck where she'd been sunbathing while he steered the catamaran back towards the island they were holidaying on with Simon and Marie, their good friends. As he watched her, his cock stiffened slightly at the sight of her deeply tanned cleavage as she stood up, a...
Terry flipped through a psychology text, trying to concentrate on the pretentious jargon. The dorm suite was quiet. For once, she couldn't blame her roommates for distracting her; they were all out for the evening. She would have gone with them – they'd invited her – but they always ended up at an expensive restaurant or a club with a steep cover charge. Pay...
...where earlier today a team of machine-gun toting bank-robbers were apprehended by Velocity and The Phazer. Authorities released a statement claiming the criminals were under the employ of Master Disaster, the arch-criminal assumed to be behind a recent outbreak of man-made Tsunami's which have leveled the South Pacific... Reaching to his car's dashb...
I would like to thank findingmyvoice for all of her hard work making this story better. There is no explicit sex in this story. Please take the time to vote and comment. Feedback is always welcome. -------------------- The tires were disintegrating beneath me as I rolled through the gears coming out of the carousel. Hitting over two-hundred miles per hour...
(Author's note: This story was inspired by my tabletop gaming days. If you understand what that means, then you will have no problems understanding the magical references in this tale. For the rest of you, think of this story as something close to 'Lord Of The Rings.' Warrows are like hobbits, and the rest . . . well, that is easily figured out. Long-time...
A gray street, towering façades, and sky scrapers marked the scene in Manhattan. Business people in sharp suits and colorful ties marched past. Business women in black dresses and white sneakers swooshed past. A little green token tree was chained to a pole. A neatly dressed homeless was only recognizably by the drunk movements in the morning. Patty stood w...
Welcome! Many thanks for reading my short story, The 1st Interview! I'm going to let you decide the outcome of this and the 2nd Interview, so please email me and let me know who you would like to work at L/J's! The winner will be revealed in "L/J's", a short story to be released later this year. If you have any other ideas you'd like me to explore, feel...
It was almost the end of my senior year of high school and I was enjoying myself the way most eighteen year-old girls do - flirting and dating boys. John and I had been going to the same church all our lives and although I'd caught him staring at my legs and boobs several times, he never showed any special interest in me. Then out of the blue John asked me t...
1. The Girl in Blood As Melvin licked the creamy chocolate frosting from his fingers, he had to admit that marriage to a witch had its perks. He laughed. Marriage? The closest thing to a ceremony they'd had involved dumping a bucket of sheep's blood on Melvin's head, some kind of sing-song chant that sounded suspiciously like 'Row, row, row your boat' and a...
I was a socially awkward, yet decent looking and certainly smart, guy who wanted nothing more – aside from making money – than to have a family with a bunch of kids. I guess that was due to the loveless family that I grew up in. My parents were cold people, and I was an only child. I always considered my life shitty compared to some of our neighbors with thr...