I don't know... people seem to have it in for me these days. First off, I come down the stairs this morning and there's a letter for me on the doormat from some anonymous person saying terrible things about me, really hurtful. I mean, what's that all about? Seems like I'd upset somebody just because of what I do. Well, you can't please everybody can you? But...
Knock. Knock. "That'll be $17.50" "Here you go." "Earl. give that man a tip!" "A tip? Oh yeah. Stay away from the track!" Earl you cheap motherfucker. You got me again. And I gotta stand here with this stupid smile as you close the door in my face. I've long since learned not to give you the satisfaction of slamming the door in on me with my hand out. Thi...
A short story about a lonely old geezer and the young lady who solicited at his door on evening. *** "No need to be afraid," the man said as he watched the girl follow him into his garage, and after he closed the door behind them he put his hand on her shoulder. Debbie Blair jumped when she felt the older man's hand touch her, even though his hand had lan...
The doorbell rang. I wiped my hands on my jeans and went to open the door. A young man stood in the hallway with a piece of paper in his hand. "Mrs Reed?" he asked. "MISS Reed," I said. "That's me." "I'm Tommy," he said. "The model." Ah, yes, the model. The model I'd hired. I'd been so involved in my latest project that I'd forgotten about this. "Come...
*Thanks to everyone who voted and gave me comments and criticism for my first story. It was fun to read your opinions. I can see that I will never please everyone as people said either there was too much of X or not nearly enough of X. Allison and Mike continue their adventures below. PLEASE send criticism and encouragement. It's the best part of writing; kn...
Jens rubbed lotion on her bald scalp. She was convinced she had a major sunburn although all anyone else could see was a little pinkness. Jens had successfully avoided sunlight for years. Then she lost a bet with Melora. She was grudgingly going into the sun now, but still resisted getting the full body tan Melora demanded. Jens peaked through the curtains...
Skip pulled into the dusty little town in his 18-wheeler. Looking around in disgust at the one cow town. Dusty broken asphalt and dirty little houses, like so many he had seen before. "Ugh!" He thought, "I wish I wasn't so tired I'd bypass this little hole!" Finally finding a motel in what he figured was the "center" of town, he pulled into the parking lot...
There are times in life when it really pays to be what I am. Sociopath. Psychopath. Menace. Rogue. I've been called many things. I prefer to think of myself as a Free Spirit. Roger Gerry is the name. I am a police officer in the small town of Drake, Iowa. Just a tall, average-looking Black man trying to make a living. It sucks out here sometimes but hey, it'...
As we walked down the stairwell and followed the crowd of tourists into the hot humid terminal, my mind raced at what happened on the plane and I began to second-guess my feelings for Janine. She had touched me intimately, without shame, without any thought that squeezing the cock of a man you had just met was not exactly normal. But that wasn't all. The fee...
As I knelt on all fours I stared at him from across the room. He was dressed in a grey long sleeved buttoned up shirt with a long black tie, having the first 2 buttons loose. He wore no clothing below the waist and no shoes. I examined his face; it was fair with a neatly trimmed moustache and beard. His brown eyes had bags that must have been from the endles...