Josie Rawlings lived a life of privilege. With her father's money having supported her throughout her days, and a large alimony check from the ex-husband for spending money, the thirty year old had never known a day of honest work. She had rarely seen the inside of her own kitchen, for she had her own cooks. She had never done a load of laundry, and in fact,...
This essay is the antidote to the mind-numbing horde of self-help gurus clogging up the best seller list with their recycled platitudes and hyphenated feel-good life-strategies. Have you ever known anyone who actually benefited from a self-help book (besides the author?) It's time to get real, folks. It's time to embrace a life-strategy that follows the path...
Please be warned that this story is quite dark and mean-spirited. While no pain or torture will be depicted, this story contains sadistic characters that have no respect for the protagonist. This continuing story will not end well for the main character. I do not condone the actions shown in this story, fetishes aside. If these don't bother you, then I hope...
My name is Jacob and I've wanted to live a normal life for as long as I can remember. The following is a story about how I discovered that normal is a relative concept and, for the most part, it doesn't exist unless you seriously change your standards of what is considered normal. On the surface I'm as normal as can be, one could even say that I'm the guy...
Dear Shoeblossom, How can I start this? I was raised to be a spoiled brat, and I always seemed to get what I wanted when I had tantrums, even into adulthood. My parents always let me win when we played games, and I learned how to cheat in school and subtly sabotage other players in athletics, such as kneeing in basketball, to make me a star academically a...
To Lord Reynard's Fancy readers, please be patient as I edit and re-write, my disability has been rearing its ugly head. Enjoy this much shorter multi-part story for now. This story is dedicated to my partner, who hates junk science on wolves. Remember to rate and comment, I am always encouraged by your kind or constructively critical words. Thanks! - Rosam...
This chapter does not stand alone, and should not be read without reading the preceding chapters. In keeping with the original story, there is no sex, it just deals with the wrong done to Lorelei and Chris. Part 5: The Investigation I went to the U of T Police office where I met Peter and a local Justice. I was sworn in as a temporary university police of...
The music was just as I liked it; loud, fast, hammering my ears. The deep bass rhythm had my body moving on its own. My hands were raised over my head as my whole body twisted to the beat. The two guys I was dancing with were enjoying it too. I could tell. The one in front of me kept his body moving along with mine. His hands were on my sides and the strain...
This is Part 9 of the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. This is the story of Jim & Marybeth, and eventually others, of course. You can expect daily installments. *********** Eric arrives in Paris to claim his fiancé. Marybeth takes revenge. *********** Eric hadn't been able to sleep that much on the airplane. He had watched two movies,...
-one- Clemens, wearing one of his new six-hundred-dollar silk suits, sat behind his desk, licking his lips thoughtfully. The office stunk of stale cigarette butts. "I want to know what happened," he said. "I didn't see it, but Reeves told me. You looked over all your receivers. You looked right at Lennox and then you toss it right into the safety's hands...