Tim and I had been living selfish, self-centered lives for a long time. Yes, we had found sexual satisfaction and bliss in each other's arms, but what about the rest of the world? What about them? We looked around every day and saw bored, frustrated, unhappy men and women. We knew it was because they weren't getting off, but how could we help? After all, we...
She wanted a night out with the girls. Her job had her working over-time and it was long over-due. At the last minute both her girls cancelled. She decided to venture out on her own, and ended up at a dim-lit bar on the far side of town. Dagwood could scarcely be made out on the old, dingy sign. She found herself liking the feeling of knowing no one and...
The army... it makes a man or breaks a man... I'd heard that but never really thought it through. So somebody comes back from the army ready to join the adult world as a contributing member... or they're heavily armed and at the breaking point. I'm sure they can tell. There's gotta be a test or something they give 'em. My father, told me the day I started...
This story is about a group of friends fucking with each other. You can pick (or write) anyone and their social circle to follow.What's next? Tommy Barry What's next? Tommy Barry...
It's not common to see a story told as a series of limericks, and while this is "poetry," this is not, I think, what people expect to find in the poetry section at Lit, so I didn't put it there. I could also have classified this as humor, but while it has funny parts, it's not entirely meant to be side splitting. It should make you smile, and maybe perhaps...
Thanks to Softouch911, again, for being a fantastic editor and friend! * My grandmother had a bookmark when I was growing up that said: "Celebrate freedom. Read a banned book." The irony never escaped me; while we have free press, we also have people who exercise their freedoms by protesting, and banning, the words of others. My grandmother celebrated he...
Author's Note: This story was edited by ErikThread and DaveT with my thanks and appreciation. It was originally posted on another site. ***** Chapter 1 Delayed Reaction I never expect to fail. It's just not in my makeup. I don't even consider it an option. It's not like it doesn't happen, but when it does it always takes me by surprise. Consider, if you w...
Women Beware – When the Pussy is Away, the King Rat Will Play I remember when I was a kid and my dad used to go to the horse races when my mom was out-of-town. Dad wasn't looking for women; he was partly handicapped in later life. Well, that's a long story. Somehow, he still managed to do what he liked best – bet on the ponies as much as he could. He'd sn...
The night seemed to be going incredibly slow at first...so slow, I wanted to check my email, but I had too many duties as a bridesmaid at the wedding. I was feeling a little bored and somewhat tense, waiting for this thing to be over. Sure, weddings are supposed to be "happy" times...for some. I was happy, just at not at this moment. A time came when a few o...
Guilt can make you do crazy things. We'd had an argument that morning. She keeps insisting she wants a maid. She's been demanding one for weeks. I say we don't need one. She doesn't work. My job covers our nut. What's she going to do if we get a maid? Eat bon-bons all day? More likely, spend all our money shopping. Not that we couldn't afford one. I'm...