"So Greg says, thanks for being the one person who knows me, but I'm thinkin', so I know him? I mean, what's there to know about? There's nothing there! He's so shallow, you know?" "Well, what do you want, a secret agent for Chad? He's in high school! Give him a break!" Gina shut her locker, spun the dial, and shifted the books up to her hip. "You gonna bre...
Contest entry: VIP By K_Finn64, 7/26/12 (This is a work of fiction. The usual disclaimers apply) ---*--- I gripped the seat with excitement as the driver turned off of Thomas and into the crowded parking lot of the Veterans Memorial Coliseum in downtown Phoenix Arizona. It was a warm August night in 1982, and the spotlights from the arena caught the flin...
An Appealing Proposition: "A Tribute to Being Single on Valentine's Day" I woke from the dream with a start, looking around my bedroom, empty but for myself and a few meager furnishings. Shaking my head slowly, I looked at the clock. It was nearly three in the morning, not an uncommon occurrence. Usually, when I woke at this time, it was because of someth...
The tall wild flowers were nearly as high as she was. The rolling hill carpeted in the exploding colors of spring. Blues, whites, yellows, and reds surrounded them in a flowing sea of natural beauty as they walked. She held his big hand while the other twirled a pretty white flower in her tiny fat fingers. The flower he’d picked and given to her. The sun wa...
The Punishment Park: Three simple words that fill every naked slave with fear and trepidation. Slaves and their owners are allowed to go to the head of the line and enter the park ahead of everybody else. We also gain entrance into the park for free. The naked slaves are the entertainment for all of the paying tourists, so I suppose that makes sense, still...
It had been one of those days; not so much physically draining, as psychologically. Ben felt as if he'd had his brains beaten out with a club for the last eight hours. Isn't there a law that says Fridays should be easy days? he thought. To make matters worse, he had originally taken the day off, but had to come in to "problem solve" for his client. Normall...
Linda dreamt of the field that night as she slumbered soundly. She had wanted to push Mark to really go to town on her, to ravish her completely but he had met and then far exceeded her hopes and expectations. Mark was still seething with erotic excitement and he slept more fitfully the events of the last day playing over in his head and merging with anticip...
"So that's it then?" She just lay there and didn't respond. He didn't expect her to; she had said enough. He lay there quietly too, not wanting her to know he was crying. He hadn't expected this. Well he had, actually. Fuck, he didn't know what he expected. She was never an open book. He reached down to the side of the bed and fished his cigarettes from h...
The year is 1971 and this story was told to be by a co-worker who I assumed at the time to be a real bullshit artist. While he had a gift for storytelling, I later learned that this tale was true. *** 1. The scheme. The sudden gust of frigid wind practically tore the storm door out of Ed's hand as he went out into the wicked early March evening. An unexpe...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons – either living or deceased – is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...