Note to readers: This is my most recent story and is in a similar vein to other works of mine, in that it involves performance of bodily functions in a medical setting. Please be aware that it includes descriptions of the elimination waste. If the subject matter is not to your taste then you may prefer not to read further. I am grateful to my wonderful fri...
Come Friday afternoon Kate arrives exactly on time again. Only this time she's not as dressed up. I didn't think she would be. She gets off work at 3:00, and that's assuming she gets out exactly on time. I doubt anyone does at Wal-Mart. To get here by 4:00, she wouldn't have had time to go home and change, and I can't imagine she would have worn her better c...
Robert and I were leaning against the headboard, the same one that my ex, I guess not so much 'ex'-lover anymore had tried to hammer my head through a few minutes earlier. Alan left 'to let his dogs go potty' a few minutes earlier. I smiled at that, a man who'd leave the woman he'd just fucked for letting his dogs out couldn't be all bad. It was a brief re...
- Sex Shop Glory Hole - "Hey baby, when are you coming home?" the text message buzzed quietly. Pulling the phone discreetly from my pocket, I type out, "Same time as usual, just after 5, why... what's up?" It's my lover Sarah, my best friend, and woman I'd known for over 10 years. We were dating and quite a serious item within months of meeting. Everythin...
This is a sequel to 'Tonight I Shall Be Called Scarlett' and follows on from an almost throwaway line towards the end of that story in which Luke mentions his father's former mistress. This is the tale of how she comes to him, seeking forgiveness and redemption. It can be read standalone but TISBCS will give Luke's back story in more detail. All characte...
New York, Wednesday 24th April, 1974. After a severe winter the spring had set in. Sun rays bathed Central Park in New York. Birds chirped happily. Senior citizens greeted each other, happy to have survived the cold weather. Children played noisily while their mothers gossiped. It seemed that the world was at peace with itself but not everyone was happy....
I am haunted. I am haunted by that night. That night haunts me deeper now than it did in the past. I am haunted by memories of that Halloween night that rise up like ghosts in my mind; ghosts that rattle chains and summon phantom figures from my past. They come to me and go bump in the night, and then vanish. When that first day of autumn arrives, I'm no...
REPORTING -8 CANCUN AND BRING ME THE MONEY This is the continuation of the Reporting series and it also continues to mesh with other series dealing with Houston and its somewhat mature and occasionally irrational residents. In some cases irrational is an understatement, money does that to some people and it is up to you to make up your own mind on the desi...
Ordinary life continued to tick by back in the prince's home country. While Gyllen was busy browsing books in a library some two thousand miles away, a single figure, dressed in a yellow hooded cloak and a frock of white as if to contemplate the uncommonly sunny Platinan afternoon and the marshmallow clouds drifting in the aether, was skipping merrily along...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of eighteen. ****** "Thank God it's the weekend. I need to get laid so fucking bad!" I changed out of my uniform at my locker, trying to both ignore my coworkers and suppress my jealousy. "I know, right? I'm thinking that new club downtown? Cerilla's or something like that? Hey, Jeff, you down to come t...