Ten-year-old Marcus Chapman the fourth slowly twirled as he gazed into the magical, twinkling wonder of tonight's crisp, clear sky. A hand softly touched his shoulder. "Come on Mark; it's getting late and we still need to finish this block." Grabbing the handle of the wagon with his gloved hand he took a couple of quick steps to catch up with his grandpa....
The next morning mum came into Jack's bedroom at seven; she said, "Jack, you've only wine in your fridge, I can't make you breakfast but I will tomorrow. I have a hair appointment at eight, so I'll go home and change. I will come to the Centre at ten, have you a spare key you can give me for here as I'll do some shopping, do you still like a fry up for break...
I've never been a leader but also don't follow the sheep. A different type of story... because I'm different. MY LAWYERS, PSYCHIATRISTS, THOSE MANY VOICES IN MY HEAD, AND WIFE MADE ME ADD THIS. You can't sue me, I'm legally insane and I may be an illegal alien. I have written that I believe in treating women as equals. Yes, that is true. But, we all ha...
The podium wobbles a little as I reach out to grip it. It's made of compressed wood, a dark and somber shade of brown, and from afar it looks nice and mournful. But now that I'm right next to it I can see that one of the casters is either loose or broken, and the whole thing is just waiting for someone to lean on it wrong and send it crashing to the ground....
Public Service Announcement...(Again I'm sorry about the wait I posted a comment on chapter three for anyone who cares about the reason. Also, my naga one (while I'm even upset at the ending's quality) will be completed soon. My demon one will be completed last because I have an editor for it and you'll have to wait for it anyways. I thinking up some new stu...
The following story don't contain sexual intercourse, but you need to read it for context of next part. It contains masturbation and self discovery. It's a gender bender story. Leave if you don't like that. Enjoy! All characters are above 18. *********** I frowned a little, as I sat there in my principal's office. Mr. Kepler was continuously howling at me...
The Perseid meteor shower happens every summer from mid-July to mid-August. At its peak you can see as many as 60 shooting stars per hour between midnight and dawn, especially in rural areas of north America where light pollution doesn't wash away the dark. The meteorites are actually small dust particles left behind from the tail of the Swift-Tuttle Comet...
Dear Taryn I met Melody, a 20 year old spitfire, when she and her sorority were having some sort of carwash fundraiser. You know, to benefit starving wooded owls or something. They were so hot, in their little wet tee shirts, cut offs... But when Melody approached me, her teased hair blowing in the wind, she wasn't even wearing a tee shirt, just a bikini...
(Author's note: this story is partly about the "girl cooking" fetish which to me is both hilarious and sexy but if it turns you off, this is your warning to stop here. Otherwise, I hope you like it.) Two weeks after my 18th birthday Daddy ran off with his secretary and I moved in with his parents, my Grandpa Abner and Grandma Lucy. Mom came right after...
Ch. 8. The Realization, Understanding, and Acceptance of "Self": Pam woke up to a glorious morning and in an equally glorious mood. For the first time in months she had awakened completely absent of any feelings of conflict or remorse. Those had been replaced with the exhilarating sense of total emotional freedom. Bob had bought her a record album for her...