Space-Age Nazi Hunters. He'd been talking about it for months. He'd found out the film was "in the making" on the Internet somewhere. Who knew where? The Internet had become the same as everything else: a scattering of useless information and senseless babble. The meaning was lost in it now. Every search-engine first turned up thousands of useless sites wit...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
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[Warning: there is incest in Chapter 2. This isn't an incest story, but it was a convenient (and hot) way to contrast Stan's ideal relationship with his unfortunate reality.] * 30 years removed from high school, this is the story of my reunion. I'm Stan, and at 48 I've been married to Claire for 23 years. She's five years younger, and won't let me forget i...
He stood before her in his baggy, grey jogging bottoms, which hung loosely from his huge ass. There was no visible waist to help keep them up and folds of the material lay bunched around his hefty ankles. His feet were bare, revealing both the dry black skin that covered them and the dirty uncut toenails that were their end. The only other item of clothing h...
My apologizes to George Bernard Shaw's "Pygmalion." ****************** Unless you've lived it, you have no idea what poverty is like. In that regard I believe that it has things in common with combat – at least that's what one of the few people from my youth that I respect told me. His name is Joe, he is a Vietnam combat vet having fought in the jungle fo...
Fire! With the exception of about a dozen of my nearest and dearest friends everyone would think I am the perfect Mormon wife. I seem to adore my husband, love my kids, and am well respected in church. Yet, I feel guilty when I wear my garments and their promise of fidelity. That started when I fucked a coworker. I didn't mean for it to happen. It just d...
(Natalie and Pierre are on vacation in Puerto Vallarta, where they play tennis for the right to dictate the control for their amorous activities. There are two previous installments: "Such Release" and "Deeper Release".) * * * * * Pierre stood silently in the doorway. It was 11:30 in the morning. Natalie was lying on her stomach on the bed, breathing silki...
I looked at the woman leaning against the wall carefully. She reminded me of someone I'd known at one time. She had the same mouth, the same eyes, and the same open smile, but there the resemblance ended. This woman was much slimmer than Sophie had been, her hair was shorter and far less elegantly styled and she didn't carry herself in the same upright, self...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Please note that the story is based in Australia and is written in Queen's English therefore my American audience will notice subtle differences in wording or phrases. This is the story of a family deeply involved in the world of boxing and how decisions can change the course of many lives. Copyright© 2009 by David...