The phone was ringing. Stephan rolled over and picked it up. He had been dead asleep when it rang. He knew it was work and that something had broken. Or more to the point somebody broke something. "Sorry to wake you" came the voice over the phone. It was Marie. One of the overnight technical staff. She was hot, Stephan thought. Long dark hair and olive ski...
Luther Jackson listened to the river. Babble fucking babble, like a pile driver in his brain. That's the way it had been for the last forty minutes. However, he knew that if he kept walking along the river he would eventually find his way back to the campsite. He couldn't believe he had let those motherfucking crackers talk him into going camping. He looke...
("Revenge of the Coeds" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.) You may recall the real life story "Coffin Candy" that initiated my brief career as a lady of the evening. Angela, Suzanne and I did not get mad. We got even. If you recall, the boys of Phi Gamma Nu...
Nemesis Ridge was little more than a fly tird at the foot of the Blue Ridge Mountains. A General Store, two Churches (one white, one black) a Sheriff's Office, Town Hall and Fire Station was about all there was, if you didn't count few dozen scratch-dirt farms surrounding it. It was this shit hole that Special Agent Dana Scully found herself driving through...
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Okay seriously, I wrote five previous installments. You really want to start here and miss all the parts where we killed the zombies and brought peace to the middle east? "Okay" I said as I got to the car at the end of the day carrying my over sized purse filled with sunscreen, a tablet and a ton of girl stuff I think I need everyday but sometimes never...
Disclaimer: This is a requested sexual fantasy....no trademark infringement is meant and any resemblance to the television show or it's characters is purely a gross figment of our imagination. Chief Medical Officer’s Personal Log: Stardate; 14015.0045 So much has happened in the last couple of days. First Data yesterday, then a double header this evening...
I hope you like. Feedback is appreciated. Remember to vote. Chapter 2. “Should we wake him up?” Todd asked. “You didn’t need to say ‘up’.” Billy replied. “What are you talking about?” “You should have said ‘Should we wake him?’, not ‘Should we wake him up?’ Up is an extra word.” “Billy, I swear to God, why do you-” A loud thud and a stream of explet...
Looking at the tall, chubby old white guy in line at Wal-Mart's checkout counter, I told him that I wasn't Mexican, and he could take his bigoted ass elsewhere. With that being said, I flat out refused to serve him. Angrily he demanded to speak to a manager. We waited in silence, while I checked out the customers behind him as he stood aside, sulking. The ca...
Everyday when I see Lynn I think of that wonderful quip by Walker Percy in The Moviegoer, "Her bottom is so beautiful that once as she crossed the room to the cooler I felt my eyes smart with gratitude." Lynn is a co-worker of mine in the university advancement department. What is so amazing about her is that she is 62 years old, but she is proportioned like...