Carmen stared at the pile of papers on her desk and grimaced as if experiencing a sour organism. She was looking at three grueling hours, maybe four, and chucking pain for pleasure, she fled her confining office. On her way home, she thought about stopping at the adult video store and checking out the new releases. But her highly critical nature told her tha...
When I was in college I had to take part in psychology experiments as part of my credit for my grade in two classes. Every week professors and grad students put up the information about their studies, and students would gather around after class, trying to find the easiest and least time consuming studies they could based on the limited information they cou...
Mandy Garcia was haunted by mold. She had dreams about it. She awoke in the middle of the night, still seeing images of her papyrus scrolls falling apart, their delicate edges ravaged by the hungry tendrils of fuzzy gray stains. The other graduate students in the lab were not helping. Lately, they treated her as if she carried the black plague. Even though...
"I don't know if we can make it work," was the flat response from the other end of the line. I looked at my phone in irritation; was it possible that people were just this dense? The deal couldn't possibly have been any better, with minimal risk and up front investment, and a large profit potential. "That's fine," I said after a moment. "I'll keep looking a...
Chapter Three: Kendra The dreams have haunted me for as long as I can remember, haunted me and titillated me. I've never talked about them with anyone. I mean, how can you tell someone that you dream of being tortured in a dungeon and that those dreams are NOT nightmares, that they leave you aroused and in need of some serious fuck time when you wake up. It...
(c) Copyright 1998 by "A Dave In PA" My Date with a Teenager by Dave in Pa. I could not believe I said that! What was I thinking? I must have been crazy. In a restaurant yet, with people around who might have heard. We were being flirtatious, even suggestive, but I was sure as soon as I said it that I had gone too far, too fast. And regrets were no...
I pushed down hard on the shovel, digging into the hard packed soil and turned over the spade. The packed clod fell to the ground. It did not break. I looked at my watch and cursed at my procrastination. The kids would be here in an hour, eager to plant the seedlings, interested in the stories about the garden, and all I had was a small plot of packed dirt....
Straight out of college, I had spent several years working at a large site of an even bigger company. There were over a thousand employees on site, spread out over several buildings on the campus. With so many people on-site, no one could possibly know everyone. However, since this particularly industry trended towards introverted, middle-aged men, it was na...
*** Note: This is the fifth and final installment of a story originally submitted for the Winter Holidays 2012 contest. I hope you've enjoyed the series, and I hope you like the conclusion; please take a minute to leave a comment to tell me what you liked or what you didn't. *** On the 11th day of Christmas, Wendy woke me up by caressing my balls, and she...
While I was away studying two summers ago, I had a fling with someone. I need to write this account of what happened. Heaven knows it's completely occupied my mind ever since. I guess it wouldn't be overstating things to say that it's consumed my life, leaving me just dazed and confused. As time has gone on, my confusion has become worse rather than better....