Feb 9, 2042 This story is information I took from my wife, Carol's, notes, which I found when I was clearing out our house in preparation for a move to a condo a year after she had died of cancer, and almost twenty years after this issue happened. I had never seen these notes which were folded and in a large envelope, collecting dust under her dresser. Not...
Jolly meets Mini I celebrated my twenty fifth birth day a few days back. From the moment I turned eighteen I am living life of a drifter, moving from one place to other, from one job to the next, every few months. A rolling stone gathers no moss. I have been advised quite a few times. Gather moss? But bloody who the hell wants to gather moss or mass or mess...
And that was the status quo. We took some holiday vacations together. I met her folks and she met mine, but as far as they knew we were just friends. Sometimes, she or I would have a boyfriend. Rarely at the same time. Sometimes, she or I had a girlfriend. Only once did we manage a foursome. Male female female female. It wasn't that great. But, no matter who...
It worked! I obsessed more and more about my psycho-sexual correction experience; eventually I determined to try to repeat it. I had trouble coming up with a suitably serious yet reasonably victimless crime which would fill the bill, until one day the solution arrived in the mail - jury summons. I look forward to jury duty, and unlike many, I'm disappointed...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
The long Game It was a day like any other. I was busy listing to the dispatcher's boring voice waiting for directions on what to do next. I loved the driving I did to make a living, but I hated quiet times like this where I was stuck sitting waiting for something to come in. Being stuck in a car during the heat of the day was unpleasant, but it did pay with...
"Mmm...Green goblin butt..." A warm bed, a lover (no matter how non-human) at his side, and the heat of the hearth. A thick curvy goblin girl in his arms as a pillow, food in his belly, and freedom in his heart. What else could Theo want? They the craziest celebration, combined with the kinks of the goblin girl and some enchanted wine, the human boy had g...
========= DAY SEVEN ========= My lovely wife lay above me, her body drifting like a cloud, weightless and unsupported. I reached up to touch her and she reached back, taking my hand gently and holding it against her cheek. Why are you here? I asked. She smiled, and didn't answer. I sat up and she drifted to one side, still holding my hand. I saw that she...
There were times in my life when I thought I was asexual. Sex was never that important to me: my studies and then my career came first. I knew I was never going to be a devoted wife and mother. I never had time for boys, for men. Being a virgin in my late twenties never really bothered me as much as it bothered others. I hated those conversations with friend...
Chapter 6 – Sheyda, Sophie and Jessica With the rest of the staff working over at the hospital to get the Taubett up and running, Cassie and Julie had the department to themselves. Eve spent most days working at her apartment, and only came into the uni for meetings. Stefan began sending Julie data from the scanner in the USA by the end of that first week....