Advertisements of one kind or another were all Lance could see wherever he looked around him. They dominated the supermarket aisles, were suspended above the shelves and plastered all over the store's windows. But how could it ever be different? A man needed help when he went shopping. And at the moment, he was browsing in the pharmaceuticals section where t...
So, I guess the best way to start this is by saying that I probably have a kind of serious mental illness. I've been in college for about three months now, and I've been taking a somewhat large amount of LSD in that time. I heard that using it can trigger potential illnesses to set in earlier in life than they would otherwise. Also, I know bipolar disorder r...
[a little note: surgery as expected a week ago, an unexpected post-op infection intervened and I'm in a new hospital, trying to beat that back. Well enough today to write, so finished this chapter. Not on email (Sorry, Christian). More as I know it...A] Part IV Chapter 30 ____________________________________ Callahan and his spotter were standing in a fi...
Chapter VI. Destiny was driving her old, beat up, red Volvo fast along the Coastal Highway south of West Pam Beach, Florida. The hot, humid, salty air pouring in from her open window had caused another sneezing fit. Damn allergies, she thought as she opened her eyes. She felt dizzy and confused for a second. She lost her bearings. What am I doing? She puzzl...
Part 2 of 3: Jimmy is a stoic man who hasn't taken many chances in his life. He enjoys partying and getting laid when he can, but things are about to change. His friends turn lost chances into one-night stands, a lucky coin puts him on the path to sudden wealth, the woman of his dreams seems to be within his grasp, and all he has to do is survive the wrath o...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everyone, and welcome back to the 5th chapter in the morphing drug saga! This time, we'll be looking into the "Red Drug" mentioned in the last story. Now... onto the bad news. My life has been very busy as of late, and will probably continue to be for a long time. Not only that, but as passionate as I am about these stories... well, if...
It all started with a pair of pink panties. It was sometime after midnight when Jo arrived home from being on-call at the local hospital. She'd received a phone call several hours earlier about a bleeder and had to rush in. Recently her workload had become almost unbearable, but we needed the money so she was working her sexy curvaceous ass off. By the ti...
Chapter 8* Alex couldn't believe it and she was looking right at it. The man's cock hung to nearly his knees. It wasn't overly wide, but the length was breathtaking. Now she knew where he got his name. It rang out in the room in a chant. "Holy shit," Alex gasped. "Interested?" Gavin teased marveling in her reaction. "Only if it pleases you," Alex sai...
Robbie Meister had walked into the Creek Falls High School attendance office so many times he knew he could sleepwalk his way there. He was more than a creature of habit. He often carried himself like a zombie. The routine of each day exhausted him to the point where everything at school after 2 p.m. seemed to run together. The students' questions grew as ti...
My friend had this 1958 Chevy. It was an obscene colossus of a car with a paint job consisting of peeling blue enamel, gray primer, body putty and rust. It used a rusty wire coat hanger as a radio antenna. Whenever one of the two massive doors slammed shut, a fine effluvium of rust would drift from the rocker panel to the ground. Inside the vast interior pl...