Author's note: No sex, more build-up. Do you hate me yet? Chapter 2: The Worker's Paradise Work. The eternal bane of my existence. I am convinced that I was born not to work. I watch people slip in and out of the store, making the most of their lunch breaks. How can these people live like this? This is the most unnatural life. Speaking of unnatural life, T...
"You want me to what?" Jean-Luc intensly interrogated. "...Fuck me...," Bobbie Jo whispered distantly. "Uhh..Huhhh," Jean-Luc sighed. "How...do you want me to fuck you?" "...hard....," Bobbie Jo tried to reply before Jean-Luc cruelly slammed his crotch forward, shoving the steely weight of his erection all the way into Bobbie Jo's syrupy depths before she...
Hey Folks First off, thanks for all of the nice emails about the last story (Leave Her to Heaven). Even the people who thought the story was outside of their comfort zone found something nice to say. This one is more down to earth and firmly rooted in the real world. The only thing controversial about this one is the title. I originally wanted to call it Be...
Chapter 1 I locked the shop door for the final time, 4.30pm Christmas Eve. That was it, officially retired at just 45 years old. If I was honest I didn't really know what I was going to do now. I wasn't relishing retirement, just sitting doing nothing. I suspected I was going to be lonely! I went round the back of the shop and got into my new SUV, a reti...
Wintertime in New York City, can be pretty brutal; especially, for the homeless. I found this out for myself the hard way, when I moved to New York, from my hometown in Jersey. It was January of 2011 and I had been in a bit of a rush, to get away from what I would consider a pretty toxic family. I had been raised by a pair of extreme Christians, who taught...
A sampler of tales that I have written or are about to write. * * * * * As winter approaches, the world embraces the joys of this holiday season. Even in the sleepy, yet mysterious hamlet of Remmington, California, the jubilee is celebrated in it's own unique & sometimes grisly manners. Let's me guide you on a tour to visit some of the residents of the com...
Addie Scott glanced up in disgust as the transit car's door opened with a blast of chill snowy air. Two figures slid in on the tail of the blast and settled giggling in a rear corner seat. The homeless bundle drowsing, bestirred itself to see if he could panhandle from the newcomers and lapsed back into his stupor as the doors bumped shut. Addie sniffed dubi...
"Up! Up! Whup!" That's what it sounded like, a word not a word, Akemi's moan, gasps. She seemed to break through to a part of herself the world outside the bedroom never saw, the magma beneath the crust, red and roiling, when the sex really got started. In class I teased her. "Is this a port city?" "Of course it is," Akemi answered. "What's your favorit...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter 14 On Monday morning Mark got woken up rather roughly. It was only 7:30 am, but his phone was going off loudly. Confused he picked it up to see who would call at this ungodly hour. Nerves instantly struck him when he saw his girlfriend's caller ID pop up. What ha...
Four months. I couldn't believe it, it happened again in only four damned months! My finger traced each line of the letter, my lips moving as I read, quickly, scanning it, my heart racing as I felt the old wound resurface. It was her again, I recognized the handwriting. This bitch was enjoying his company on every trip. She was even parading around as his wi...