"Let it go Puma." Stacy Puma just couldn't stop thinking about the stupidity of her brother Griffin. Less than six hours ago he had fucked two other women. Cheating on his fiancée Bree was leaving a bad taste in Stacy's mouth. Bree didn't deserve this. Even though Stacy constantly put the girl down there was still something respectable about her. Even she...
(Fictional story) Penny Hofstadter was busy in her tiny office (at least she had her own office) at Zangen Pharmaceuticals, reviewing the listed side effects of the company's newest erectile dysfunction medication, when her cell phone rang; showing a number that she didn't recognize. Answering it out of habit, she felt the hairs on the back of her graceful...
Wednesday 1:00 PM HST (Hawaiian Standard Time) After spending several months under Nicole's control I've become used to the queasy feeling in my stomach and the heightened awareness of my senses from the adrenaline and anxiety caused by her little adventures to the point that they were becoming embedded into my sexual arousal. However, as I walked off the j...
As they began their senior year, they both celebrated their eighteenth birthdays that were only one day apart. Nathan gave her a boxed set of Beatles CDs, and Colleen gave him a set of socket wrenches to work on his new car, a vintage Mustang convertible that was a gift from his parents. Colleen and Nathan had been best friends since they were three years o...
Angel jumped back to Steve's kitchen, whilst he was else-when sorting out Bruce's problems. She was in a pensive mood for a change, although a genius as were all of the British Aristocracy, she wasn't one for deep self-analysis. This business of Steve and pregnancy had shaken her badly, and despite her words to Alison she felt a sense of loss that her 26t...
Angel was away on a mission for Steve, he was trying to see if he could help Alison have children of her own. Steve was reading the news on his computer, he was now aware that his self appointed task was world wide and he needed the internet to keep him abreast of any trouble that may require his special talents. Merlin had supplied him with a 26th Century...
* * * in the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey / butane in my veins I'm out to cut the junkie / with the plastic eyeballs, spraypaint the vegetables / dog food stalls, with the beefcake pantyhose / kill the headlights and put it in neutral / stock car flaming with a loser in the cruise control / baby's in Reno with a vitamin d / got a couple of couches,...
So this is my story of love won, lost, won and lost and won and lost and.... Well, you get the idea. It's a story of manipulation, thoughtlessness and anger, and about how the ends never justify the means. It's meandering and a lot happens, so hold tight. We were on a weekend away, with two other couples, out in the woods in Montana. Two weeks before, anoth...
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Dough, cash, bucks, scratch, dollars, pesos, script, moolah, marigolds, macaroni, bacon, bread, greenbacks, coin, smackers, C-notes, yards, Benjamins, sawbuck, double sawbuck, fin, cabbage, clams, bills, and wad, whatever you call it and by now you know it, I'm writing about money. We all want it but so few o...
Cheryl's Lament The following is a spin-off from "Justice Ch. 03: Lawyers, Guns & Money," and is presented here after a number of readers said they would like to see it. To fully understand the context of this story, I suggest you first read "Justice Ch. 03" if you haven't already done so. This is not my usual fare. As regular readers know, cheat...