*** Author's Notes: In these stories, I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
As a preface, I wanted to apologize to my readers for not putting chapter 1 in the title of the first part. The original concept was that it was going to be a stand alone. Unfortunately my overly fertile and often warped imagination kept twisting things. I do not like it when other authors do that, and humbly apologize for doing it myself. Having said that,...
Chapter 18 - Christmas Vacation Mike had expected to pursue "pay-dirt", as he always put it, by ticketing students who felt that finals week provided a justification to violate parking regulations around campus. However, he had forgotten that his boss wanted to assign him as an alternate for maintaining and collecting money from parking meters, which was a...
Edited by Gustavca ***** Note: Don't be alarmed, but someone else has taken control of the narrator's seat for this story... As I came back from the slopes, I found my husband Will comfortably sitting between a half naked Rinette and a very quiet Hope. None of them had heard me come in. They were on the huge leather couch, enjoying the glorious view, and...
That feeling you get when you think someone is watching you. That is the feeling I had when I was walking home the other day. I live and work in Washington D.C., a political hot bed yes, however, the town is over run with awestruck tourists as well. You can see it all as you stroll down the sidewalks or hop on the metro. At least during the day you can see e...
Okay, so the story I'm about to tell you may sound unbelievable, but it is completely true. I was traveling from Lincoln, Nebraska to visit family in Boston, and, since I didn't have a lot of money, I was taking the bus. The cheapest tickets I could get were for an overnight trip; the bus would be leaving at 6 pm, and arriving at 11 pm the next night. There...
~ Journal Entry: December 8, 2014 After nearly three months of being in this school, I suddenly hit a realization. I might kind of, sort of, have a crush on Tristan. I know you're probably thinking: wow, big surprise there, right?? But ever since we started hanging out in September, I've been trying to convince myself that I didn't have any feelings for him...
February 7, 2027 The New York Times Book Review Sophie Nakamura, Chief Critic MY JOURNEY By President Mark Robinson 560 pp. Random House. $39.99. Did Elle Macpherson destroy a presidency? That's the impression one can't help taking away from former President Mark Robinson's new memoir, "My Journey," released a little over a year after Marty Fox's "Fu...
Eileen left the restaurant at the mall and headed for her car. It was 3pm and her stop hadn't been for food. Rather, she had sat at the bar with her husband Tom and consumed three measures of liquid courage. She had hoped she could complete her objective there but the only other patrons were three middle-aged men. She was nervous and excited, but was not dis...
Cindy stepped up close behind Tommy, carrying a button shirt she'd picked completely at random from the racks, and stretched to put her arms around him to place the shirt against his chest. At a petite five foot three her real reason was so she could nestle the curve of his ass against her crotch and put pressure against her zipper, and in turn, her clit. '...