Charlie and Alan had arrived early at the home they were going to make over and they were getting pretty tired of waiting for Tommy to turn up. Alan showed Charlie the plan for the garden and decided that they could get their parts done while they waited and when Tommy eventually arrived they could then do the bits they needed him to do like the decking an...
Lynne was sitting on the porch wearing a blueish flowery sundress. Her arms were wrapped tight around her legs as she pinned them close to her chest. Her chin was resting on her knees as she stared blankly into the back yard. The hot tub hummed in the background as the heater kicked on to maintain the set temperature; 104 degrees. The setting sun lowered pas...
Jim was bored. He sat in the last row of the lecture hall and tried to follow the professor in the front, a task which wasn't made easier by him barely getting sleep last night, after he had been out with friends. No more Sunday evenings, he mumbled and put his head into his hands. Behind him the door to the room creaked and when he turned around, Jim saw hi...
NuYu seemed like such a joke. They advertised a ton around college campuses to get people to come to their free seminar to see how they could show you the future. First 1000 people got a free screening and NuYu future self absolutely free. Imagine that, you could live again in the future in a vat grown body that was either a perfect copy of your current one...
Little, plastic wheels grind on gritty cement, then thump three times as they are yanked up the steps. The front door is red, creating a welcome contrast against the stucco and generic grey roof of your new home. This wouldn't have been your first choice. You were given a small list of cities to choose from and this is where you randomly pointed. Witness pro...
Authors Note: So I kinda felt bad for having a Kejourou as a bad guy for my HIS stories- they are actually one of my favorite MG's- so I figure a nice little smut piece would make me feel better. Enjoy. ***** Ah ChiChi's, the seediest strip club this side of town, where no upstanding, moral man would ever go or be seen at. And yet there I was as I sat at...
Ever paused to wonder what makes one man a hero and what's different that makes another, a villain? All of life, I lived by the directive to do what felt right, what felt good, what felt fun. I developed quite the sense of humor and a taste for things of a wide variety. I even got pretty good at telling stories, but it took me a long time to be able to tell...
This is the second installment in a series of stories about a fictitious organization designed along the lines of Alcoholics Anonymous where people who have cheated on their spouses, and the spouses they cheated on, can both find support and forgiveness as they work to rebuild their lives. There may well be an organization like this, and there are many organ...
Cocking an eyebrow you scanned over the letter again, "This has to be a joke.” You mutter with confusion. This morning you had got up, eaten a light breakfast and went to pick up the mail, which usually got here pretty early in the trucks route. Aside from the usual bills and garbage offers on the house there was something really odd in this round of ma...
Shoulders lined up over my hands and "One, two, three, four, five," the words whistled out in sharp breaths. Deep breath and blow, I thought sealing my lips over the mouth that had so recently brought me such pleasure. I knew it was no use by now. The digital clock showed 20 minutes had passed and I was exhausted. Sweat slid down my body and dripped off the...