"Do you remember the Hare Krishna?" Those weirdos, I mean, religious zealots, sorry, I mean, those annoying people who shaved their heads, wore long robes with sandals, and followed you around the street, the subway, the park, and the airport begging you for money. Now that I think about it, they always had the hottest women, albeit a bit spaced out and hi...
The final installment. Hope you're not upset with me! Cheers, Arch. 14. WHAT THE... Something startled me... Light peeked through closed lids. I sat up rubbing my eyes as sleep fled. I was covered in sweat! "What the hell's happening..." Wow, that had been some freaking nightmare! I shook my groggy head. The shower was running. I tried like hell to m...
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This story might have some plot holes or factual errors. This is a fictional story after all. If you want to nit-pick on it, fine, do so. --- 'Tim, are you coming or not? It's nearly seven!' Eric leaned against his car, asking impatiently. I could see why he was hurrying me along. It was a gloomy morning with a slight mist, not too heavy to have to worry...
My take on taking advantage of the need to relieve sexual tension during the coivid-19 lockdown. Everyone in the story is over eighteen. Comments and votes are greatly appreciated. * Like many others, I was stuck at home alone due to the coronavirus or as President Trump liked to call it the Chinese Virus. From there, I started thinking about the apocrypha...
Note- Not to be confused with real life, this is a tall tale of fiction with no basis in truth whatsoever. xxx October 31st, 2018. London. Emma Watson wanted sex, badly, and right now. In contrast to her demure manner and pleasant demeanour the young woman was quite voracious for all things of a sexual nature. She had decided on whom the next lucky man wa...
My story begins where Chapter 8 ended, so if you haven't read the previous chapters, you might want to. Or not. Your call. Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out, life is busy and this one wasn't easy to write. * Thanks for all the comments and emails, they are greatly appreciated. Things have been busy around here, but as one letter writer put i...
It was finally Saturday and I get to go and see my bestfriend Jeff. My innards felt as if they were squirming with joy. I missed his stupid self so damn much. I mean we've only been friends since the fourth grade. We've gotten arrested together, laughed together, cried together. I'll admit I never expected to do what we did together... "How'd your interview...
How my times do you hear that phrase, 'You can't please everybody or everyone'. It depends on who you're talking to. Somewhere in the world, it is said every single day. Hello all. My name is William Baker. I was happily married for 26 years, 3months and 21 days. I met Julia at a Rick James concert in Cleveland, Ohio in 1985. Julia was a sight to behold. S...
Dear Wimp, So you are Mary's husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimpdick that I've heard about. Well, I've got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That's almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remained...