Rick hated the graveyard shift. He hated it with a passion. Working at what everyone called the Sleazy G gas station, for the midnight shift, was something any young twenty-one year old guy could really spend a summer without! But, here he was. Plugging away at numbers for the accounting books out of sheer boredom, something he wasn't obligated to do but m...
"Only one rule for you." I said to the valet. He looked at me quizzically, with tired eyes. Well, it was almost midnight. "Huh?" he mumbled. "No touching." I said. "Ummmm, okay." he said. So, here we are in New Orleans, July 13, and ready to roll onto our next adventure. I only promised my wife none of our rules would be violated. The ultimate destinati...
This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * For those of you who are concerned about saving the planet, here are some things you can do. If you live in an area that has a lot of sunny days, get yourself off the grid by installing solar panels and using the sun to help power your house. Instead of buying electricity from the electric company, solar e...
Traveling can be stressful and tiring, not to mention boring. That's why I have made raveling games for my self and friends when we are going to be on the road for long periods of time. Most of the time it usually consist of truth and dare, in which most of us take the dare. They usually consist of flashing an on coming motorist or something like that. One...
The boss shifts awkwardly on her chair. BRRRRrrrrruuuuuppp! She sighs in relief. Below her, under her ass, Martin softly shook and cawed, trying desperately to survive breathing in the boss' putrid gas. PRRRrrrrpppp! "MMm, it's good today, isn't it, Martin?" "Mrrumm," I mumbled, in the affirmative. "That's a good boy; you've learned well." She lifts u...
This is autobiographical about how I came to appreciate and love black women. I grew up in south Texas with all the bias and prejudice that could be taught to a kid. I attended a large public university during the 1960s in the days before student loans. I was a commuter student because I couldn't afford to live in the dorms or apartments. My parents told me...
The blizzard was getting worse but you know what it's like when you're driving and really trying to get somewhere. I57 was like the main corridor through the length of Illinois. Though I'd made this trip hundreds of times, nighttime in a snowstorm has to be one of the worst. My husband had left me; my job just kind of dried up. A visit with my sister sounde...
Warning: Contains scat scenes *************** Later that evening Danny was lounging around on the couch watching tv, feeling a little bored. God was it good to have a mother like his around! She walked in the living room just in time for a little fun with her son. Dianne was in her soft cotton sweatsuit which draped off her bit titties and fat butt. "H...
Saturday morning, 7 a.m., I arrived to open up the station on a clear, calm summer morning. Unlocking the pumps, motor oil display, and then checking the rest rooms for tidiness and cleanliness. Adding paper towels and toilet paper, I glanced up at the vent fan fixture, recalling what had transpired the previous day. I could see only blackness through the lo...
--Prologue-- About 20 miles southeast of town, there is a road that runs across the desert. It connects the four lane interstate with the small town of Grand View to the south. A straight, two lane ribbon of black top, running almost due south across miles and miles of empty desert and endless sky. It is the main link between Grand View and the larger towns...