Lexi was standing by my cart. I straightened my face as quickly as i could, but she caught the smile and the blush that followed was a dead give away. "Well," she said, "You're not running and screaming. He must like you." "Who IS he?" I asked. My mind was too thoroughly sated and too desperate for answers to trifle with things like impossibility. "We thi...
Michelle always liked the process, the rhythmic movements, uniforms if there were uniforms, anything involving people systematically performing a task. From watching her high school band doing its routine, to the military drill teams marching along in a parade in Washington, DC. From movies showing assembly line workers building the old model T to a more rec...
Chapter One: Sue's Sliver I worked the residential garbage route back then. It was summer job and it kept me busy, and out of trouble, for the most part. It was a job my mother had gotten me, by persuading a local owner that I was, indeed, big enough and mature enough to handle the work. Mom worked at the interstate truck stop and I often went to have lun...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This is a flash story. ***** Danny Boudreaux rolled over and shut off the alarm clock before it could rouse Darlene Guidry. Then he snorted. He could light a firecracker and stick it up her ass and it wouldn't rouse the eighteen year o...
copyright ©2008 All rights reserved. * "Ohhh... Dee-dee-eee!" I stand in the gangway looking up, sandwiched between two walls of pitted common brick, ancient rain eroded concrete under my feet. I ball my hands into fists, take a big breath and call again, "Oh... Dee... Dee-EEEE!" I am barely four years old. Deedee might be even younger. I listen intentl...
The seven bums sat around the blazing garbage can of fire across the street from Heather and LeAnn in the alley that was the world and life. Their dirty, beaten and depressed faces were illuminated in the glow of the fire. The bums attention laid heavily on the shining stars high above, their heads were cocked up and their eyes gleamed at the stars glued to...
Colors (1981) - Pt. 2 - Anatomy Was asked, tonight, "How do you do the things you do?" Got to thinking about it, haven't really done that in a while. Like a guy who goes to work in a shirt and tie everyday--don't think about why I do it, just do. Wouldn't take the question seriously, but Artie asked it and Artie always did right by me. Deserved serious cons...
The sun was shining; the wind cooled the humidity in the air. For being Spring the weather was unseasonably warm. I found a spot underneath one of the oak trees on the college grounds. I could not help but let my mind wander; it was a beautiful day after all. In the midst of my day dreaming I heard a beep. I looked up from the textbook that I had tried to st...
Head Detective Candace Sutton parked her unmarked car at the edge of the yellow police tape and pulled her shield out, tucking it into the pocket of her jacket. The recording officer noted her official status and let her pass, watching her round ass twitch away as she headed to the knot of dark-suited men, most of whom looked away as she approached. It was 2...
It was one of those odd late September days when you notice the sun is setting earlier and earlier. I was two blocks from the office. I was excited, my boss, Jane, and my wife Trixie were going to Fantasy Fest in Key West; a weekend of fun and debauchery in the sun. Off the job we were best friends; however, even Trixie did not know that I had a secret crush...