The idea from this story came from tapeworm, and it was heavily outlined by demos. I owe nearly everything here to them. -- Parker Marson spent every day after school in the basketball locker room. At Toriville High School, basketball was the most important sport. The games were always packed, the pep rallies were wild, and the basketball players were the...
The mailman approached the house and Jazz (Jasmine) opened the door hurriedly thinking this could be the day. The mailman smiled wearily and muttered, "Have a nice day." "You too," Jazz said when taking the mail, noting three bills on top of the heap. But beneath them was the long official envelop she was waiting for: notice of the dissolution of the marria...
So, there I was, at a party going stag, a Halloween bash, of all things! Now, bear in mind that Halloween itself is my birthday and it happened to fall on a Saturday that year. I had just broken up with Selina, my girlfriend of two months, over something that I thought was petty, but she deemed a catastrophe. She had seriously overreacted and committed the u...
This story was edited by ErikThread and DaveT with my thanks and appreciation. Any errors are mine alone. Previously posted on another site. ***** Chapter 3 The Busy Season Del continued to live aboard during the winter. We took on a few charters and it gave us the opportunity to get to know one another. I really didn't know quite how to categorize her pr...
CHAPTER 1 Cleaning Services Corporation reported record revenues to stockholders for the past financial years at the annual meeting. The chairman heaped praise on the operations manager Ben Shaw for the way in which the 3710 commercial cleaning contracts had been managed under his direction. After the meeting the company president sent Ben on his way for a...
Tears began to swell in her eyes as she saw her small hometown of 48 years in her rear view mirror. She knew this day would be coming but not sure when. She would be moving in with her long time friends, Pam and Rick until she found substantial work and a home of her own. She knew it was time for a change in her life. For her, this was a fresh start after...
Chapter 6- For Celebration "Marco, hey, I need some grown-up advice, man. Give me a call." I left the message on his voicemail first thing Monday morning, knowing he would be working and wouldn't answer. I didn't want to have to try to explain anything over the phone, but I really needed to talk to someone. Marco had always been more like an older brother...
Introduction: You know the generic information; if under the age of 18, don't read the bloody thing. Like that has stopped kids in the past in the first place? Anyhow. This starts with a good deal of sex, but tames down some, because it has an actual plot to go along with it too! Imagine that, a story with a plot? Well anyhow, it has a mix match of several...
I had the munchies. I don't know and I don't care what they call it today; seems like almost everything I say today is 'so old school' that it is laughable. We used to call that passé' but even passé' is old school. Anyway, I had just smoked a bong of some primo shit; oh, let me guess, 'primo' is old school too. So, is calling my weed 'shit,' right? Noneth...
Hanna startled awake to find Haley propped up on an elbow, watching her intently. Feeling unusually alert for having just awoken, Hanna couldn't help but take notice of the knowing grin on the teen's face. "What?" Hanna asked innocently. Haley let out a laugh, "Please, spare the innocent act for the church crowd. You just totally fucked Damian in your drea...