All characters in this story are over twenty one except the baby. Morton Franks was out for his Sunday walk. He liked the peace and quiet of the neighborhood on Sunday. His route took him around the park and then down Oak Street. He was a mile from his house when he saw the smoke. The smoke was coming from a small house set back off the road. As he approach...
Present Day Damn! Damn! Damn! My God! My God! What have I done? I smell sex; it is unmistakable but it is strangely one-sided...I want to puke. My head is clearing of the booze and coke. I am beginning to comprehend why it seems one-sided. "Mmmmm....hug me baby, you... you guys...mmmm; you wear me out." My wife murmurs as she turns and adjusts to align h...
"Yes, I know it's an unusual request. It's also its also a little embarrassing, so do you think we could hurry this along a bit?" Said Dale into the telephone. "Yes, that's right, handcuffs...well, what do you think we were doing with them? We are married you know. It is legal!...Yes...yes... the key broke off in the lock and now they won't open...yes...pol...
Every day on your way to and from work you walk past the local fire station. Sometimes the large, red folding doors are closed, but often they are open, and you always hope they are so you can see the fire officers in their overalls going about their routine - cleaning equipment and practising drills. Sometimes one of them will spot you and if no superior...
Cindy smiled to herself as she admired her long legs in the mirror. She particularly enjoyed the feel and the look of sheer nylon. It was this pleasure that she took right now as she glanced back over her shoulder to check that her seams were absolutely straight. It was unusual for Cindy to have to perform this task alone. Normally there were more than eno...
My name is Rhodes Jean Atkinson. Who am I? Just a six-foot-tall, good-looking and muscular young Black man of Haitian heritage from Massachusetts who recently moved to Virginia to attend college. It's an event which changed my life forever. I come from a very distinct lineage of black men and black women gifted with supernatural powers. All of us come from t...
Images de pluie, dans l'ombre Lost in their eyes as you hurry by Counting the broken ties they decide Love comes to you and then after Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise Lost on a wave that you're dreaming Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise Sharp distance How can the wind with its arms all around me Sharp distance How can the wind with so...
I first met Miki O’Malley in a creative writing course my junior year of college. She was everything I wasn’t. I was a quiet average looking female student who was not involved in any activities other than getting a degree. Miki was strikingly beautiful. She told me her name meant flower stalk in Japanese. Miki’s father was Irish and her mother Japanese. The...
To Recap: Our heroine is failing at her goals to be a proper wife. After so much neglect, she is being exposed to more sex than she has in years, and she is starting to crumble. Her tormentors have included one of her high school students, her boss's supervisor, and her next door neighbor, an obese Hispanic man named Roberto. Her husband, Dan, is aware of t...
This is a true story. It's about my life and the women I love. It's a long read filled with great joy and sadness, but it's life. ***** I've heard it said that you're lucky if you find real love in your life time. I must be the luckiest guy on the planet because I found it twice. Hi my name is Mike, I'm 6' 4" tall and 225 lbs. Brown hair and blue eyes, wor...