It's 4:17 AM and I'm lying here in bed on my back pitching tent listening to the Loons on the lake tuning up for the day. It's mid-summer and the transition from total darkness to the gray of early dawn has started but sunrise is still forty-five minutes away. I should roll over and go back to sleep but like so many mornings I'm reliving the best and worst d...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
Why am I here? What the hell am I doing? Those questions raced through Shelley's mind over and over. She came down the boarding ramp from the plane and stepped into the terminal at McCarron International Airport. Nervously, Shelley scanned the crowd that was heading towards baggage claim. He was there. Leaning against a pillar near Ben & Jerry's. Sh...
A Tale of Two Birthdays My wife, Kate, and I (Mike) really enjoy fucking. Like, a lot. And while sex with each other makes up the vast majority of our fucking, we also do enjoy playing with others -- always together. My hope is that if you're reading this, you've read my story Happy Anniversary -- it will kind of give you the background you need to underst...
This next interview would be the seventh candidate that I had to meet with today. And I was scheduled to meet with two additional applicants after this. And my HR director was being extremely inquisitive about how I selected the final list of candidates to interview amongst the number of otherwise qualified applicants who had applied to be my personal assist...
It felt real, the dream. I dreamed I was naked, shackled to a wall deep in a cave, fed and watered by a creature not quite a man, not quite a beast. His name was Pratt. And there was another woman there, Amy, who had been there longer than me. Pratt favored her and I could see why. She was strong, beautiful and confident, but she was also wildly jealous...
Please note this is Part C of a 3 part Chapter One. Parts A & B should be read first, otherwise what's happening here has no context. ... There's also a Prologue (Hayley's Party Chapter 00) and I've posted some follow on chapters (02 thru 05) with more coming. **************************** "Tonight's the night...Part C". "C'mon angel my hearts on fire Don...
EDITOR: MIRIAM BELLE CREATIVE CONSULTANTS: MIRIAM BELLE & SIMPLY_CYN * "EMERALD EYES, CRIMSON MOON" *** It wasn't until he came back from taking the longest piss of his life that David Carson noticed his son was nowhere in sight. He listened for a minute, straining to here the slightest twig break or rustling of a bush. The forest was quiet and strang...
***** Regulation Issue ***** It had already been a week, and Dave's clothes still felt itchy. His flannel jacket scratched at the back of his neck, making all the military formalities they lived by seem artificial by contrast. It was a strange mental association, he knew, but it pulled at the back of his mind just the same — distracting him from everything...
Dear reader, with this story I delve into an area of fiction I've never tried before, Sci-Fi. Let me know how I did it you would? I'd like to thank Kanga40 for her wonderful editing efforts as well. Any mistake found will be because of my losing it in translation, rather than hers. Thank you and enjoy. * Here it is, 2549.76, and they still haven't prev...