AN: All Characters above the age of 18. Edited this quite a bit, lost notes, and redrafted mechanics. Esme hopped into Matt’s lap; the old ornery orange tabby obnoxiously brushing her tail across his face. “You old curmudgeon, but then I guess we both are aye?” said the old sailor. Wistfully he stared out his bookstore across the street at the new Amazon sho...
In the morning I called Dr. Couslard and Dr. Miliano after I'd had plenty of coffee. Dr. Couslard seemed more irritated than Dr. Miliano, but I couldn't help that. Shit happens, I thought. And a lot of shit was happening to me right now. I checked out of the motel and loaded my things in the car again. I hoped I could get Derek's bag into the small area be...
If you're looking for a story with lots of sex -- this ain't it. This is about an exploration of relationships. What sex there is, is in later chapters. Sandy Sometimes change comes into our life so quietly, subtlety, that it's only later we see the pattern. That's what happened to me a few years ago. Chapter one I met her in a fish store. No, not the...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam - The Coffee Realization. I still had many questions to ask Sima and was a bit saddened that she had to leave so quickly but being part of the command structure of an under manned covert organization had her in high demand. I was about to sit down at one of the data terminals in the control room when my stomach began to rumble. I figur...
It did not seem incongruous to me that an event as momentous as this would be taking place in an undistinguished courtroom, in a nondescript county building, in a bland rural county, in the midst of a featureless Midwest State. As a child, I always thought that history's major events occurred on a grand stage. I knew that ordinary events happened in small...
There is no sex in this story. It is instead an exploration of the double standards and hypocrisy that exist in today's society towards those people in the sex industry, the prostitutes and brothel owners who see themselves as participants in a service industry that sometimes caters for those who would destroy it. I am aware that I'm going out on a limb wit...
Hi. My name is Israela and I am a female Jewish analytical (Jungian) psychologist. I am married with a Gentile pharmacist named Jane, and as soon as we got married, we joined the NuDistrict, a clothing-optional community. There are no stated gender restrictions, but nearly all the adult inhabitants are women -- cis or trans; male-identified people are "nudg...
All Characters 18+ Shout out to Blackknight314 for the edit! ***** Like most evenings at work, this one was boring. Not just boring in the "I have nothing to do" way, but boring in the "why am I wasting my life in this dump?" kind of way. I think most people feel this way once in a while at their place of employment. My employer gets a bad rap from a lot...
It was Jack's grocery shopping day. He always went shopping once a week. Saturday mornings was what he was used to when his wife was alive. He could count on two hands the number of times he and his wife had not shopped together through 30 years of marriage. It was more of a social event than a chore. Now it was a chore. Jack was in a different city now. Soc...
I gripped the handle of my valise tightly as the train began to pull away from the platform. Glancing down the corridor, I could see men, women, and children reaching out the windows toward loved ones left behind. Turning my back to them, I stumbled toward the first empty compartment in sight, and quickly slid the door shut behind me. The commotion outside h...