This is a satirical version of the movie 9 to 5, which very nicely satirized sexist male behavior. It's long, but it includes three distinct episodes. In this satire of the satire, the male is substantially more sexist and many of the woman appreciably more compliant. If that doesn't sound at all appealing, or if you don't like stories involving submission o...
It was still dark when Gwyneth inexplicably stirred from sleep, even though the alarm hadn't gone off. Still groggy, she was about to roll over and slip back into slumber until she realized that she wasn't alone in bed. A strong, muscular arm was draped over her waist, pulling her close to the masculine warmth that was spooning her from behind. Slowly, she t...
This has been sitting for a while, and I still can't decide where I want to go with it...so I'm just going to post it and see what response it gets. I'd like to see positive feedback and suggestions, but since I write for me, I'll take what I get. I started this Book during a low point, and it took off in a direction I didn't expect, but am not unhappy with...
"Have another one," the voice cried and the farmers' son felt a cool beer pushed into his hand. He squinted, trying to make out the outline of the person who had given it to him but it could be any of the dozen people celebrating his eighteenth birthday with him. He fell slightly to the side as he leant on the bar and groaned, putting the glass to his lips....
Lit 6 14-20 14 pick a side Max Stone, the sign read. It was being held by my best friend, Jennifer. Well, she used to be my best friend. She was about to have a real problem. Jennifer hugged me tight and asked, "How are you? Are you still mad at Marty?" "Who me? I'm not mad. I'm just going to sue his ass off. You are going to have to pick your side on thi...
IN THE BEGINNING The city limits were perhaps thirty miles away and rain clouds loomed behind him as Matt Weaver picked up his walking pace although aware he couldn't outpace a wind-driven rain. Matt figured it was better to get soaked later than sooner. He heard a vehicle slowing. It could be the cops. The highway was pretty deserted because it was not qu...
Grady The running footsteps receded in the distance. Grady staggered forward, wrenching open his trouser flap --- his overready cockstand sprang free. He sank to his knees where he had been just moments before. Sitting back upon his heels and bracing his spread thighs, he spat in his palm and wrapped it around his engorged organ. He saw again her parted pa...
I placed this story in the first time series. It is relatively long. However, it need not be read in one sitting, as it actually involves a number of distinct episodes. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It's Not Like It's Real Sex Melissa Andrews and James Fortune were 18 years old. They had been so for a number of months. Even longer than they had...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 5 Julie smirked; it was nine thirty on a Wednesday and both Andrea and Kasie were going strong. She wasn't sure, but she could swear she heard Frank's heavy step coming up the stairs. Sure enough, a moment later, he knocked on the door. "Hi Mis...
I and Benson stood watching the flock of Sandhill Cranes as they wheeled overhead giving their trumpet-like calls. I never failed to be awed by the spectacle of thousands of large birds in the air at one time, their wings outstretched as they prepared to land. It was at times like this I knew nature was the best medicine for my soul. That and Benson. Though...