"This is bullshit! All bullshit! I didn't hit the stupid bitch, all right? She's lying!" The middle-aged female officer pushed the tall, blonde woman through the door and into the waiting arms of Reno police headquarters' burly Sgt. Brown, who stood there trying to keep his coffee from spilling as the blonde and her three friends were ordered to sit down in...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
"... And the current mythology of the Civil War, when viewed against the historical records of that time, clearly points towards the well-touted axiom of "The winner writes the history." Although the abolition movement..." She tried to focus again on her words but she was as lost and bored as the students before her were. It was beyond ignoring. The shuffl...
Warning. This story is quite long and takes some time before it really hots up. * Richard stopped his car outside Janet's house. He walked around the brand new BMW 750 to her side and opened her door. Janet got out, consciously keeping her knees together to avoid showing too much thigh, but she did take his hand. Richard escorted her to her front door. "...
For the gang I worked with in the summer of '92. Thanks for getting my head on straight! Aunt Arlene would have been proud of Dan, he was sure of that somehow, as he realized he'd arrived just in time for the last dance of the evening. Heavenly shades of night were long since fallen as the opening strains of "Goodnight My Love" flooded the speakers. Dan w...
The bottle was three inches tall with a one-inch diameter, it was orange with a white childproof cap. It was sitting in the middle of the small round table that took up almost a quarter of my studio apartment. I was staring at it. I hadn't changed out of my boy costume yet. It was Monday night and Mondays are always bad, but this one had been worse than most...
Chapter 12: Friday, July 22, 2016 (Morning) ------------------- It was the sound of lawn equipment that awakened me. I glanced at the clock and could not believe the time. It was almost 7:30. Almost ten hours of sleep! Dawn's warm body was nestled into mine. I stroked her hair and shoulder just softly enough to not awaken her. I imagined she was as sleep-...
I like things precise. I like things defined, quantifiable and concise. The digital spreadsheet in my opinion is the greatest invention since the mechanical pencil or maybe even the printed Gregorian calendar. I work hard to create and keep an orderly world, therefore I don't like surprises. Surprises are just messes that have to be cleaned up. I want to i...
This story contains Crossdressing, themes of Gender Fluidity, Exhibitionism, and Voyeurism. If any of this sounds unappealing to you, I welcome you to leave and find something more to your liking. This story is a submission for the 'Love The One You're With' Quarantine Story Event. Please take a second to rate after you finish reading. Thank you to Skye4Lif...
As we headed back to the main group, and walked past the geisterung graveyard, Casey came running towards me. "Is it over?" she asked, and I nodded, as I took a look around. "We'll need to collect these cores," I said, and Casey nodded in agreement. "How's Nolan?" "Healed, but resting. Accelerated healing like that really does a number on your core." Com...