They talked long over coffee. She was a different kind of chick. She knew a lot about the New York Music scene. She knew her way around the hip hop, r&b, and jazz clubs, but she was not obtuse to the indie rock scene. She knew several bands that he had as mutual acquaintances. But, what had him most smitten with her was her irreverent, goofy sense of humor....
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Years ago under another pen I tried to create an ongoing series involving a carefree character named Annie Cummings. This is the start of a much more dedicated attempt at that goal which will spawn in much more. I hope you enjoy this piece and further ones I release and that they're unique enough to entertain you. With that said...) The long...
I was returning home from an art show in Pittsburgh. I drive a 1964 Volkswagen bus. It is mostly stock 4 speed, with the usual poor heater, radio and horsepower. These things are not a problem if you dress warmly in the winter, can play music in your head and are not in a hurry to get anyplace. Along with not being in a hurry it helps if you like to take ba...
It was after a speech to the Berkley audience that Al Gore retired to his dressing room and started to think about things for a while. It had been some months since Tipper and he had been together. It's not that she was unloving, but she was scarcely equipped as of late to cope with his "secret." The lonely vice president decided it would be for the best...
Like most husbands in these stories I am basically a bystander, an observer if you will; the main provocation for my wife's sudden departure from the straight and narrow. My name is Steve, 28, a CPA and married to the love of my life, Lorrie, 26. Lorrie is a skinny 100 lbs, natural blonde hair on her head and a matching blonde muff between her legs. Her bre...
I sat in the car outside the Imperial-Orpheus Bar for a long time. I didn't remember driving from the motel. My voyeurism had finally gotten the better of me. I shouldn't have stayed to spy on Peter while he took Jame's cherry. He'd known I was there. While Jame was in the bathroom, he raped me. Or had he? I'd certainly wanted him badly enough. Had I been tr...
Young man and pot-smoking hippie girl hit it off at a party. Author's Note: don't let Nancy Reagan read this. All sexual interactions depicted are 18 years or older. Use alcohol and other substances responsibly. --- The air in the room was growing hazier by the second. Somebody had forgotten to open a window. One of my friends stood up and rushed over to...
In this story you will choose a member of the Smith family and embark on adventures exploring sexual situations. Also I assume people writing in here have at least watched some American Dad so any references will be appreciated. This is the world of American Dad but through a hyper sexualized lens where the Smiths are all intense sexual deviants. The charact...
"That will go quickly." I looked away from the ornate vase, not knowing much about antiques, but figuring this was pretty old. The elderly woman came from behind the furniture, nodding at the vase. "People have been looking it over all morning. If you're interested, don't wait too long." I smiled. I had seen the sales pitch before, but was more of a window...
She glanced into the rearview mirror like she was taught. Nope, nobody driving too close to the car… as they sped into Indiana from the Ohio Turnpike. She glanced over at her passenger, The Professor, and saw that his eyes were closed. Though Sarah knew that doesn’t mean he was asleep. The Snake’s Eyes could be closed but that doesn’t mean they aren’t waitin...