"Yes, Bobby, I am sure." The statement came from me in a hushed whisper that I had not intended to let slip so soon. His proximity to me assured he heard my confession although he continued watching me look over his house warming gifts. In a time when we were both going through those troubling years of puberty, he was my sexual idol. Thoughts of sex with hi...
Christmas came and went without any big surprises or upsets. Brian's party was decent, but nothing to write home about. It turns out Brian dipped his fingers inside Penny's panties before I even managed to make a move. Linda, my other choice of the evening came to the party with a date and I simply didn't feel like hitting on any other girl that particular e...
Chapter 11 Change of Life I walked in the front door at Madame Silver's and my life changed forever. The cops were not nice, they were a bit on the brutal side in fact and I instantly got pissed. The blue shirt took me to Madame's office and turned me over to a detective in a nice suit. Handsome devil too. He told me to sit down and started in on me. "Ar...
*** Author's Note: The "ad" in my story is Full of typos, grammatical errors and, well, just crappy writing nonsense but I assure you it is Part of the story, so please bear with it. :) I also had to blank out the email addresses I made up for the characters to comply with Lit's rules, so please don't think I was being uninventive. Oh, and please don't forge...
Over the next two weeks there was no word from Tom. Again, I began to think that maybe it was over. Only this time I had mixed feelings about the possibility of it being over. Maybe I liked some aspects of the things Tom had me do or expected me to do. Then it came. There was a note on my door. Tomorrow night (a Thursday night) a big basketball game is to b...
Chapter 1 Meeting the distribution committee I'm Brian Driver, age thirty, the owner of several small businesses and real estate in a small upper state New York town. I've never been married, but I am the father of two children. Mary, the children's grandmother, lives with us. I've been estranged from my family since I arrived here, nearly eight years ago...
I moved into the house I live in about sixteen years ago. Having lived in a slightly populated and somewhat secluded part of the town, almost the county actually, it was a difficult adjustment for me. My wife didn't seem to mind the change in the least. It seems one has to do more yard work and shit when they live in a more populated area. Neighbors like thi...
The cell door opened and I looked up to see a Hispanic looking men being ushered into the holding cell. The cell door clanked behind him and he took a seat on the bench along the opposite wall. We eyed each other for a bit and then he said: "Hey man, what you in for?" "Beating the shit out of a cop. You?" "Back child support. No shit? You stomped a cop?"...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. It wasn't completely dark in the room, but the curtains were closed and I only had one lamp on. I guess I could have been watching TV or drinking, but I just didn't feel like it. I showered and shaved before putting on my most comfortable clothes. It was going...
Author's Note: I want to thank everyone who responded to the Review Essay submission I made about how to end The Perfect Pussy, both on the site and through Feedback. To be honest, it was a mixed bag so I did some writing and doodling and tried a bunch of idea, what I came up with can be found in this and in the What If I wrote called Mistaken Identity. I ho...