"Look, here, Frank," Elise said, taking the textbooks off of the bed and putting them on Frank's desk. "I didn't really come over to study with you tonight. I came over to fuck you, silly." "You did?" Frank exclaimed, a look of total shock on his face. "Of course! Why do you think I wore such a tight top and this little, flirty cotton skirt. Because it's h...
SHELLY I wake up in darkness. And I am disoriented, looking around in dim light at unfamiliar surroundings. Then I notice the arm around me. Drew's arm. We are both naked under the covers. Now I remember, we are in Jess and Matt's spare bedroom. We made love, smoked some weed, made love again and then must have fallen asleep. Oh my God! I can't beli...
Lorelai Gilmore could not have been more excited. Today was the 18th birthday of her darling daughter, Rory. The two of them had been through so much together and Lorelai was so happy that her little girl was finally a woman. She was also extremely proud of the young woman that Rory had become. Smart and polite, yet clever and mischievous, she was exactly th...
Ray Wilson woke up, checked the clock and felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. It was three in the morning and still no sign of Loretta. Up until now Ray had been patient and willing to give her the benefit of a doubt but he couldn't ignore the evidence any longer. He was sure his wife was having an affair. All the usual signs were there. About a month ag...
Chapter One - Half n' Half Michelle Clooney stood on the windy cold street corner; it was gloomy, with most of the streetlights either deliberately broken to mask the street crime or simply blown and not replaced by a City Council that was going broke. The flickering neon signs of the titty-bars, greasy spoons, porno palaces, and sex shops reflecting off th...
You want great furniture and live in Ohio, you think Amish. Granted it takes going down the gravel roads and reading hand painted signs, but most of the time the only thing better than the craftsmanship is the price. That's what got me pulling into an Amishman's place just last week, the guy at the harness-maker's shop saying this Junior was the one to see a...
With the backseat of their car filled with the Heavenly spirit of the two nuns, instead giving them a lift to the gas station to buy gas, Tyrone and Jules gave them a ride to Hell. In the way that some black men are attracted to some white woman, Jules and Tyrone were attracted to these women. In the way that some men are sexually twisted to have a peculiar...
He was making shakshuka and Otis Redding was playing. Outside it was raining theatrically, performatively, un-Londonly in defiant refusal of the city's politesse, its grammar of mannerly evisceration and well-behaved alienation, intelligible to those raised to guarantee its proliferation, nebulously comprehensible to the rest, only insofar as its sting is fe...
************************************* Copyright Oggbashan November 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************************...
The right path in life isn't the one you choose, it's the one that chooses you. My name is Charlene Dickinson and I have a story to share with you. It's about how I found, lost and regained purpose, and eventually discovered what I was truly made of and who I was meant to be with. I was born on November 9, 1990, in Salt Lake City, Utah. My sign is the Scorpi...