Halloween was always fun for me. I liked getting dressed up and seeing what kind of interesting costumes other people had. I can remember some interesting ones, including one particular mummy when I was a kid. I went on a date with her and she had a little trouble with the rain on the way home. That probably shaped my appreciation for costumes a lot. Now I c...
The carnival sprang up like an exotic weed overnight at the edge of town, while the good folks of Zachariah were sleeping. The tiers of its brightly hued tents crept up right between the rusty water tower and the long-abandoned grain silo of Banter's Farm. In the chill hours before dawn, up went the symmetrical mechanical glory of the Ferris wheel, the daunt...
At the Bar Kendall slightly tugged on the front of her dark blue Henley; the cotton fabric pulled tight across her chest and her breasts were slightly uncomfortable. She slowly twirled the straw in her old fashioned and caught her reflection in the mirror behind the bar. Turning to look she saw her thin, almost gaunt face framed tightly by strands of her lo...
This story is definitely NOT to be taken seriously - - it's just a silly bit of fun I wanted to get out of my head. As it's the first time I've tried writing in the Humor/Satire category I hope you'll be gentle with me as far as comments or votes go. As always, everyone is 18 or over. † † † † † "Doctor Freeland? Mrs Wilson is here for her appointment." T...
(A Halloween Contest Story) Dear Reader: First, this story is very graphic. Much of the sex is rough and described in detail. If this isn't your cup of tea, please read no further. Second, if you continue, please post your vote for the Halloween contest. And if you can't vote, then comment. And if you can't comment, then favorite. And if you can't favorit...
I was in my senior year of college as Halloween drew closer and closer. I attended a rather small campus in a rural area that didn't have a very large student body. As such, most of the seniors were a tight-knit little group of friends that loved to party and have a good time whenever we could. Many of us had even dated one another's girlfriends, sort of lik...
I awoke with a scream, yet another nightmare ripping me from much needed sleep. They were becoming too much of a habit, but I'd found my own way for dealing with them - to walk it off. I slipped out of the warm comfort of my bed and into the crisp coolness of my fitted black t-shirt and baggy gray cargo pants - my favorite clothes, they sat right at my hips,...
It was inevitable. It was a habit I could no longer control. Any opportunity. Every opportunity. A force I could not resist compelled me. My body would shake as adrenaline surged through it. The thrill was incomparable. The thought of getting caught unimaginable. The consequences of getting caught beyond comprehension. Yet still I was compelled, th...
After we rented the apartment at the Old Inn at Plattsburgh, my wife and I proceeded to unpack and move in, box by box. It was a cold Saturday and we did not see our first neighbor until 10 AM, a common woman, wearing glasses, with scraggly black hair in a long gray coat. She looked at me as if I were scum and hurried on her way. My wife Andi, not the object...
Admittedly, I grew up in a different era. Despite the turbulent sixties, the nineteen-seventies still held some of the family values espoused by television of the era such as Little House on the Prairie or the Waltons. This was especially true for me since I grew up in a small Southern town. We lived in the same two-bedroom house that my great-grandparents h...