Chapter 2 -- A knot hole and other holes Hot summer days seemed to follow one another in happy succession; it was a good summer and Gary was happy to make the most of it. Getting tanned would certainly be useful for his probable autumn visit to the sun on the other side of the world. Long white sandy beaches, blue skies and warm water - idyllic holidays; th...
First Time Ch. 01 – Uncle Jake Sago Lane, in the heart of Singapore’s Chinatown, was snuggled in the midst of the oriental enchantment of a thriving British colony. Endowed with the mysticism of the East, it was a famous local landmark in the 1950s. To the clinical observing eyes of a Westerner, Sago Lane then had a uniqueness of its own as a street of flow...
(Author's Note: This story takes place at two different times in the characters' lives. Each time shift is clearly marked, but I wanted to warn of the strange structure from the outset. I hope the tale isn't confusing. Well, in any case, enjoy!) ***** -Present- Gwen leaned against the table with a fabrication of patience; her hands folded together, her po...
"Momma, they're shutting down the campus on Friday," lamented the college junior. "I figured they would. I've been on the phone with Aunt Nettie. You can stay with her for the time being since she's close." "Doesn't she already have a ton of people living with her." "Patrick..I mean, Prisha," she swallowed hard. "There's just not a lot of options right no...
Ik ben Pamela. 23 jaar jong, geil en bloed mooi (tenminste dat is wat ze van me zeggen). Ik vindt het heerlijk me sexy en uitdagend te kleden. Of beter nog, dat te dragen wat mijn date me opdraagt. Daarna mag je mij verrassen zonder me eerst te vertellen wat me daarna te wachten staat. Om te starten: Ik stap net uit de douche mijn slaapkamer in en lees nogma...
This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * Growing up on the west side of Detroit, in a part of town often referred to as 'the hood', 'the projects', o...
Maria and Christine were lounging around the backyard getting ready to smoke a little pot. Maria found an empty Coke can and began to shape it into a pipe. She flattened one side and made a few holes with a knife. Christine handed Maria the bag of weed and she placed some on the can. "I'm so sick of smoking out of a can Maria." "It's not that bad... Here y...
Meeting someone is like walking into the middle of a story; one where there's no beginning that defines who the characters are. If you're sincerely interested, you have to stick around and read between the lines, as well as spend a lot of time listening. Only then will you begin to understand what drives people to be who they are. This story is like that. Y...
The Michel Family Part 9 Chapter 14 Dad said, "My god son, so you and my wife?" Britney said, "I am sorry my husband," and she started crying. Steve said, "Don't my love, I couldn't think of a better person to take care of your needs and to have children with maybe when I get better I can help but John what about you?" He said, "Nope I can't shoot, th...
“Ouch” I said as I tried to get out of bed the next day. I stood up and began to walk at a slow pace to the bathroom. I sat there and thought to myself, why do I do this to myself. Part of me hated the person that I have become. I wanted to tell those guys to fuck off and go to hell, while the other half of me loved every moment of the fucking and put up wit...