As a writer sometimes your mind wanders to a "wouldn't it be weird if" type scenarios and in this story I have tried to explore how a woman might feel in a man's body, and vice versa. I fully accept that the vehicle used to make it happen is a little far fetched, or perhaps it can be chalked up to 'artistic license.' Hope you enjoy and any constructive feedb...
Every time we went out as a group, it was the same bullshit. "Gotta take a smoke break." Sam said. He was 25 years old and at this rate, his 3 pack a day habit was going to see to it that he didn't make it to his 45th birthday. Sam and I had been friends since we were kids, so it killed me to see him doing something so stupid. He picked up the habit when...
"A...Akash," I said, still a little out of breath. I was more startled at seeing him there than anything I guess, but he'd definitely taken his shower a lot quicker that I'd expected. Or maybe it was my sense of time that had become warped, engrossed as I had been in seeing the spectacle next door. "Varsha," he said. A statement of fact, no inflection at al...
We hung out Phoenix giving me some remedies for my plugged nostrils. We gathered all the money we had made whoring, over two thousand dollars. I took only eight hundred and gave the rest to my lover. "What are you doing you made most of it?" Phoenix questioned. "Keep it." Was all I said. Before she could put up anymore resistance her phone rang, sending...
I had heard the rumors that Kacey Musgraves liked to partake in pot-smoking every now and again before I took a job as the director of her latest music video, but I never would've expected to see it for myself, let alone be asked to partake in it with her. But when we all came to the end of a particularly hard day of shooting, finally getting all of the sho...
DISCLAIMER: ALL STUDENTS MENTIONED ARE 18 OR OVER *** As Kim sat on her couch she was texting back and forth with Jake. Just after Jake had told her in great detail about how he would fuck her from behind, the door unlocked and opened. Her heart skipped a beat as she rushed to close her app and pretend like nothing had happened. It was Mark, looking exhau...
I disembarked on my station, tired like a dog. Outside was raining. Not a heavy rain, just a windy drizzle calculated by Saint Peter or whoever mans the weather station in heavens to wet you to the bones. I set my brisk pace to a trot. Four short blocks and two long blocks. I know, I know. Walking is good for my health. Our house was in sight. Only one bloc...
New readers might want to go start at the first chapter in this series for the background. And as usual, I beg for comments and votes. Mark sat listlessly on the sofa in front of the television. Tonight's news was dull, he thought, and dull news made for a happy society—for everyone else. Mark was among the unhappy. His hot little wife, Marilyn, was at he...
I sat on the couch, suffering to play the inane party game. In theory it was designed to allow the group to get to know one another better, in fact it simply allowed them to alternately brag about their conquests or pry into the past of someone they were interested in. I needed the validation the group dynamic provided even if I wasn't inspired by their inge...
The air was warm and still as I walked through the suburbs near the UBC campus. The smoke from the joint hanging out my mouth trailed after me, marking my passage as I walked past houses I would never be able to afford. The affluent neighbourhood wasn't the usual locale for a queer house party, but I wasn't about to complain. There are only so many times you...