Prologue Chains rattled harshly in the predawn hours, breaking the silence of the quiet basement. A low growl followed and then the sound of a body hitting the cement floor. A gasp and the sound of water hitting the floor was almost anticlimactic as the single light in the center of the room was turned on, it's bright cone of light spotlighting the bloodied...
Valentine's Day, a crock of a holiday in Evan's mind, invented by the greeting card companies to make a quick buck during a slow time. A small part of him admired the genius in it, but mostly he loathed the idea of a holiday that by design messed with the emotional state of every man and woman in America. "Well not every man," he thought to himself as he st...
It's that time of the year again, when cold weather sinks in, and people start that old tradition of Christmas shopping. So many people stress out, not knowing what to buy, or who to buy for. And the fact that we are programmed that it is better to give, only adds to the stress. But not me, I enjoy giving, and even though I'm a college student on a tight bud...
All charactors in this story are at least eighteen. It is based on real experience but the names and some events have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty too. * * * * * All characters in this story are at least eighteen. It is based on real experience but the names and some events have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty too. Hav...
TWO WIZARDS The place was a whirling cacophonous jostle of laughing, shouting, some impatiently crying, children - each one hell-bent on obtaining their choice, that is until they saw some other child's undoubtedly even better one. It was my first taste of the pre-Halloween hell of hiring a child's costume - but then in the year since the divorce I had had...
My name is Sara . After I read Bob's first piece of writing called The Exposure of Sara concerning me, I asked him if I could tell the rest of the story myself and he publish it under his name and he was gracious enough to give his permission. I mean, nothing against him personally but the man writes so stilted. By the way, my nickname from childhood has bee...
All people in this story are over eighteen years of age. ***** Jeremy did not know what to expect from this meeting. He responded to an advertisement for a home tutor during the summer holidays. This was usually a period of little study and even less demand for teachers and it were only the very good and the well-connected teachers that would be in demand...
You dishonor me by disgracing yourself my pet, however, I would not discipline you when I am angry. Now that some time has passed, and my anger has subsided, I can PROPERLY teach you how to behave. Know that I love you. And sleep, sweet one. While you sleep you'll learn. I steal myself into your dreams. A flicker of your eyelids, and like a melody slipping i...
The cold morning air hit her harshly in the face. The biting wind chapped her lips and turned her cheeks pink. Her nose turned red and started to run. She wasn't even sick. "Thank God I only have a few more months of this," she thought as she reached into her pocket for a tissue. Damn. Her pocket was empty. She looked around, trying to find someone to help...
I was for many years an inveterate skirt chaser. Looking back, I think I enjoyed the chase more than the fuck that inevitably came as a result. More often then not, I 'got lucky' when I wasn't really looking very hard. All too often, trolling around looking to get laid ended in disappointment. As my divorce was getting finalized, I would often have my kids...