Dave hates noise. Wanting the noise to stop and wanting everything to be quiet, Dave just wanted some peace. As if her scream was meant for only him to hear and as if the woman's distant scream was amplified and played through a speaker in his ear, her scream was deafening. Assaulting his senses, Dave came to action. With the vision of a marching band and a...
"Trick or treat! Trick or treat! Trick or treat," dancing around her and taunting her in a wild melee of mean spirited activity, disguised in Halloween masks, the four teenage boys screamed their hatred at her. I was stunned. I couldn't believe my eyes. It took me a second to react to what they were doing and to what I was seeing, before I went into action....
Brittany was a straight-A student in her junior year of high school. She was already looking at colleges and planning her academic future. She had a good shot at whatever university she wanted. Her GPA was high and she was active in multiple extracurricular activities. She even helped out at the local homeless shelter every Friday night. She'd been working...
It all started whe I noticed a young homeless couple. I saw them on the side of the road with a sign asking for food. I noticed they were both fairly young and in decent shape but were dirty looking. I thought about how a couple that young shouldn't be on the streets and I wished I could get them a room or something. That sparked an idea. I've always had a v...
AN: I know that this story is a bit unorthodox and quirky. But as Ursula once said, "That's what I do...that's what I liiiive fooor..." to make people's head's explode... The truth is, I was inspired by something I saw, online but I won't say anything more than that... Hopefully, someone will enjoy this latest 'masterpiece' of mine (lol). Summary: A celiba...
Hi guys, this is my first story, and hopefully not my last. I have yet to decide whether to continue this story or leave it as is, I left it open ended. Your comments will decide whether to continue or not. I would like to thank my wife for her editing. She is not a member, but is a great support. Enjoy. April 30, 1972 Heather Brookes looked up from wher...
The clouds over the lake were low and slate gray and threatening. There would be something cold and wet falling from the sky before the night was over, and Lia reminded herself to keep a careful eye on Peter Bessinger and be sure to leave when he did. She didn't want to be out in the sleet on Michigan Avenue at one in the morning looking for a cab, not in th...
Wealthy lesbian woman befriends and helps a homeless woman. They called her the cat woman, albeit she only had three cats. Maybe, they called her cat woman because she fed stray cats and a cat or two always lingered by her back doorstep meowing for her attention and affection, hoping for some food, too. Her name was Jenna Charles. Ever since her long-time...
This is my first ever story, so please go easy on me. I first met Amy during late September of 2005 when here in the UK we were experiencing an Indian summer. I was going through a bad patch, to put it bluntly. I'd lost my wife Alice and unborn son in a car crash two years previous and following a brief spell of "throw yourself into your work", I was now...
I took the subway from the Village uptown. Sandy and I lived in an Upper West Side co-op on W. 67th. My mood was a bit more subdued than it had been when I had taken the same ride downtown earlier in the day. In the morning I had just made love to my wife for the first time in weeks, and while I would have liked more, I felt really good. Since then I had lea...