My grandfather is an amateur porn star. I have to keep telling myself that because I find is so hard to believe. Even though I've even starred in some of his movies, I still can't believe that my gramps is making a few bucks of his sexual escapades. This is the story of how I found out about all of this. I wish it were as simple as me finding his website, or...
"Tell you're son how you did this to yourself." Mum said angrily. Jim's Dad was lying on the couch with his foot up. He looked very sheepish and couldn't meet Jim's eye. His foot was swathed in plaster. He was still wearing his office shirt, but only boxer shorts on the bottom. These were unbuttoned. Tiffany was naked and crouching next to the couch, her he...
My first full year of college was over with and I found myself driving to my grandparents for the summer. The 'conversation' I had a day earlier with my folks was fresh in my mind... reminding me why I was making this drive. I could still hear my mother's condescending voice, "Nathan... NO your name is NOT Nancy! Your name YOUNG MAN is Nathan. I didn't car...
"Mine were an old people, and were old even when this land was settled. And now they were scattered, and shared only the rituals of mysteries that none living could understand. I was the only one who came back that night to the old town as legend bade, for only the poor and the lonely remember." -H.P. Lovecraft, "The Festival" *** I never knew what led my...
"Okay, the first thing we need to do is come up with your background. My mom is going to ask you a lot of questions, so we need to make sure your backstory is solid." stated Stephen, rubbing his hands together. "Sounds simple enough," giggled Grace. It was early morning the next day, and Stephen had been awake for quite some time trying to collect his thou...
This is the eight part of the series and takes place after the last part. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** Karla and I walked into the dining holding hands. Anne, Bob, Mistress Emma, and Hans were sitting at a table and they waved us over to join them. Karla and I were naked. W...
The cabin was much as Grandpa had described it, on a peaceful lake, surrounded by woods, and with Adirondack furniture on the porch. What he didn't describe very well was the interior, which contained two well-worn cots with stained sheets, a wobbly table with four rusty folding chairs around it, and a kitchen that included, amongst other things, an old man...
NOTE: This is the concluded part of this story. I thank for the comments posted by the readers. Definitely yours comments will boost me to improve my writing. Somebody asked me to find some editors. I tried this story and send it to a voluntary editor with his permission. But even after two months I didn't get any reply from him. May be he shouldn't find tim...
I was totally pissed off! 'To hell with them,' I thought. I'd been doing a good job with the Marshal's service but if this is the way that they wanted to treat me, my people, and my work, then they could take that star and stick it where the sun don't shine! I stomped out. Tying my horse to the back of the medical wagon I told my wives climb on, as I'd...
Thanks as always to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her guidance and of course her editing. * Nathan woke up in a cold sweat. He had the dream again. THAT dream. The endless lines of grey people: men, women, children, shuffling past, casting their accusing looks at him. He was frozen in place, unable to turn away, as they moved past, gradually...