Ding-dong, the doorbell rings, signaling the first of the trick-or-treaters on this Friday evening. I open the door of my rented condo to see and hear goblins, a ghost and even a ghoulish zombie yell, "Tricker treat." As I hold out the candy dish for them I look out to the yard to see the mothers looking at my yard sign advertising my after trick-or-treat p...
REUNION Hansel Gingersnap stopped before the front door of Grandma Nyx's house. He looked around to make sure nobody could see him as pressed the doorbell . Ever since his sister Gretel disappeared, the onus of making these little check-in visits had fallen on his broad, albeit protesting, shoulders. But he liked to hide his activities at Grandma Nyx's hou...
Author's note: This is all lies. Enjoy! A few weeks after I graduated from college, shortly before I started life in the real world, I went to live with my grandmother for the summer. It's not like she was on death's door with a terminal illness or inoperable cancer, or that she was feeble or exceptionally lonely; it was a sort of family tradition to spend...
"I have found a new level of hilarity!" Lydia cried over the banister. Elunara looked up from her board. "What?" "Watching Dargek pee on his daddy." Elunara choked. "And I MISSED it?" "Well, Dargek certainly didn't miss." Lydia snorted. "It's not funny!" Darguni called. "Yes it is!" She and Elunara called at the same time. Darguni came out with Da...
Lap Dancer The thrill of love... The agony of loss... The joy of arousal? An escort driver rescues a young woman getting away from a bad situation LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active charac...
At eighty-three Geoff Weetman was still active, admittedly not as spry as in his youth and with a lot of curses for the stiffness of his joints, but active nevertheless. Although a member of a number of social clubs and groups, he was lonely and had been for the past fifteen years following the death of his wife, he smiled at the memory of her. Their time to...
Wife’s Mom, Part 4, by Luvold MONDAY NIGHT That night, Marge said, "I will give you a massage. Take off your clothes and lie face down on the bed.” After I stretched out, Marge straddled my waist and massaged my neck, shoulders and lower back. It became sensuous, as Marge slid down and massaged my hips, buttocks, thighs, legs and feet. “Ok, now turn ove...
Candace and the Frat Boys (chapter 6) Kathryn M. Burke Christmas Day was festive, with a big breakfast which everyone helped prepare, the opening of presents, and other holiday celebrations. Everyone seemed to be reasonably relaxed after the revelations of the previous day—although Julie tried hard not to think of the bizarre situation she found herself...
She wanted a divorce. There was no other way for this to end. Isla had asked him for a divorce and he had no clue as to why. He had known this day would come; he just thought he had more time. He needed more time to change her mind. Although he knew that was not going to happen because of the deal, they had made eight months ago. They had married for reaso...
If I could blame anyone for this nightmare of a holiday, it would be Jennifer Hale and my grandma. Now, you may wonder why an acclaimed voice actress would take time out of her Christmas schedule to ensure that my holiday was spent getting thoroughly fucked. Well, that's just the thing. She didn't. For those of you who have never played the seminal classic...