"He's made his list...he's checked it twice. He already knows who's been naughty or nice. Santa Claus is cumin...in town." The elves sang out in unison, busy as beavers. Boxing and bagging cheese and cheese cleavers. Pulling on paper and pushing big leavers. Wrapping Christmas presents with a holiday fever. The Reindeer where reigned, the presents tagged an...
Even before the second shot of absinthe has finished burning its way down my throat, I can feel the first one beginning to take hold of me. Its vapours rise up my throat, I'm struggling not to cough and to remain steady. Its hardly the psychedelic dissolution of reality that LSD tends to bring about, which is what I'm used to with this kind of shit after all...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; THIS STORY HAS A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS; FOR AGES 21 AND ABOVE] * Tommy said: "face it Rex, you lost." And so the drama began... Tommy was kind of my enemy in high school. We had both come from humble backgrounds, yet he always seemed to come...
Jimmie heard her first. His ears perked when he found her peculiar gait among all the other noise out there, while she was still on the strange hard stuff beyond the grass, then he stood when he heard her footsteps brushing through the grass, hoping she would take him outside, play with him for a long time, but he looked at the man on the floor and didn't kn...
The night before I went turkey hunting I had to go check in with the owner of the land that I was hunting on. The field I was scouting was right next to his old farmhouse, and had a broad meadow that tucked far out into the corner. I saw a couple of birds down there, a hen and some long beards. I pulled up the dusty driveway that bordered a horse pasture in...
I don't understand why we're even talking about this. "First" it's a stupid movie made by a stupid director written by a moron. I can't and won't understand why you could find that crappy movie romantic. For some reason, I though, "all though I could be wrong" that you where a man, you know, one of the guys? I am I mistaken on this. Come on Gary, your saying...
It was a short walk from the parking lot to the entrance of the garden center, but far enough for Rose to have already started sweating. True, it was an uncomfortably hot morning, and the sun grew more merciless as the minutes passed, but the reason had as much to do with Rose as with the heat. She had dressed lightly for the day-- a thin polyester dress wit...
(Note: My apologies for the delay in writing this chapter. I was on vacation. I expect to end the novella after two more chapters.) * At least I thought I had taken the regular bunna, and Pa-shanti had ingested the extra-strength dose. However, how-ev-errrrr, as time went by and we played around kissing and slowly stripping, with me even lovingly sucking...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
December 1978 Monica Franzetti was doing the bump-and-grind with her partner of the moment: a short, well-built redhead whose globular tits were being poorly served by a halter-top that was inadequate for the job. She and the redhead were grooving on a packed dance floor at one of the city's leading discos when Monica happened to see an old friend walk aro...