After recovering from our orgasms, Sarah and I set about cleaning things up. We were both still naked and I still had the plug in my ass. "No need to put the enema can away," Sarah told me. "Mary Ellen has an appointment tomorrow morning. Just change the tip." "Mary Ellen Davis?" I asked, very interested. "YUP, she comes in every other Monday for an enema...
The morning's paper rustled as my feet moved beneath it, dragging me from a memory, a dream of being sexually worshipped by my husband. I heard Keelan rambling from my room, out to the living room and back, mumbling on her phone. "No. I have no idea how she'll take this news, on top of everything else that's been thrown at her this past few weeks. Well, wha...
"Hey Mark, get in the goddamn car already." "Patience dammit, i have to close the store." "Hurry the hell up, I’m tired and horny." "You’re always horny." "Not while tired. Well not always." "Whatever." I close the shutter gates and lock them good. Then i walk down the big stairs trying not to slip...
As a busy executive, I never found time for my family. As a consequence, my first wife divorced me, moved with my children to California, and left my life for good. At first, I tried to maintain a relationship with my children, but they became strangers to me and I to them. There was never enough time to establish a bond. I willingly continue to send alimony...
I doubt riding to the hospital to have an unexpected birth is usually a calm cruise, but my experience was probably setting the bar pretty damn high. Amber was next to me chain-smoking and trying to shoot up one more time before being admitted, things most mothers-to-be would be prioritizing less than dealing with contractions and a baby that wanted out. Now...
It was a little more than 12 years ago when I first began to hate the Currey family. My father, Kenneth McQuillan, was the 18th richest man in America… but none of that ever really mattered to me. The priceless possessions which surrounded me all of my life never meant anything to me. The only thing we owned that I revered was a very cheap necklace which...
As they emerged from the reliquary, packs slung across their bare backs, they quickly noticed something was going on at the top of the pyramid. There was a strange, wavering visual effect that they couldn't make heads or tails of. Their eyes, still adjusting to the bright sunlight, had trouble seeing what, exactly, it was. By the time they made it around to...
Chapter 1 1980. A new decade. A few months, maybe a season, the fall, had come and gone since Clinton Street south of Houston had been busted twice and closed. Where once the diverse underbelly of junkies, the punks and suits, men and women, young and not so young, could line up a block over and wait their turn to dash across Clinton to the door they heard...
Heroin girl needed a coffee table, badly. I was doing it for the cats. She was going out of town and her regular cat sitter fell through. The grouchy cat wasn't having any of me trying to feed it, and the friendly one looked like it was losing a lot of weight so I got worried. They were supposed to be from the same litter. I mentally noted to let her know w...
Calvin felt the water hit him and he leapt from the cot, his lips curled in a snarl as he let out a growl and hiss. He started to shift, but stopped as he saw Ramirez standing there. There was barely any light from the hallway, but his eyes could definitely make out the shape of the slimy bastard. "Boss wants to see you," Ramirez said flatly. He held the b...