(with apologies to Charles Lutwidge Dodgeson) ====================== Everyone's over 18. Reading the Lewis Carroll poem won't help you understand the story any better, but everyone ought read it at least once in their lives. Theakston's Old Peculier (yes, that's the correct spelling) is a classic porter; it's every bit as good as Alice describes it. ===...
As you can tell from my 425 stories and 52 poems, I don't have any problem with writer's block. I used to, though, when I was younger. Finally, after long writing dry spells, I decided that my writer's block was attributed to not having lived enough of life, yet. I didn't have much to write about, then. I didn't have any stories to tell. Actually, now that...
It was sunny when I pulled up to the stables, and Jenny had already tacked up the horses and got everything ready for our afternoon hack. It was the first time I'd ridden with her alone, as our other riding partner was working an extra shift at her workplace. God, it was hot, and I was beginning to sweat underneath my body protector. I loosened it a bit, ju...
Do you know what it's like to have urges? Well, I do. I'm a man, damn it! The name is Jack, and I'm a Hacker. I hack into the computers and web spaces of rich people. I steal their money. I enjoy myself at their expense. Identity theft is my specialty. And I never get caught. I've made lots of money through hacking over the years. It allows me to finance mys...
My best friend Joy and I had this game, 'you do mine and I'll do yours.' Since we had discovered that most men harboured the secret fantasy of having two women at once, we had enjoyed gifting this special treat on about half a dozen of the men in our lives. It had all begun during a three day holiday in Las Vegas. Joy was not really into the guy she was seei...
THIS IS ONLY A TEST "No kissing," he emphatically stated, as much as a drunk could emphatically state anything. "No kissing. Right." I repeated, ensuring him I understood his instructions. "No s— spanking," he slurred, a spray of spit fountained from his mouth, narrowly missing my face. Glancing about the well-stocked tool shed, I couldn't help but take...
This story is supposed to be a romance. There is NO SEX! Please leave constructive criticism. Please rate the story and writing - not the characters. ***** "Raac, I've done something really stupid and I'm so sorry!" running into his arms and bursting into tears –hair a mess, makeup streaked. "I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking – please f...
Nervous, little slut? Of course you are. It's your first day at Mistress K's Slutschool and you have so much to learn to even hope to catch up with the bigger, stronger, more experienced boysluts. Well, luckily for you, it's my job to teach little sluts like you how to behave. How to show proper subservience to your betters. Take a seat on that stool there...
Hello everyone, I actually had submitted ch. 5 last week but it was disapproved for formatting reasons i believe. Anyways, i read the comments for ch. 4. I appreciate the time and heart that you guys put in the comments. It made me realize where the story was going. I don't think i can write long chapters, but what i did was write two chapters under one...
I feel bored to tears. I feel fed up and tired with life itself and everything else. I am all by myself here at my house and dwelling, totally and figuratively doing nothing at all. Stian has departed off for work and I know that he will come back any moment in a little while. Yes. I have to cook and steam and heat up dinner and evening meal for him. It is m...