Forward: In the year 2099 the world has gone to total shit. The divide between rich and poor is so great that multi-billionaire families can literally buy their own armies but the poor can barely pay their rent. Technology has progressed to a point that even near-fatal injuries can be healed completely, but such resources are strictly regulated by a tyrannic...
Fumbling around on the nightstand, an awkward hand found its way to the source of the incessant beeping and repeatedly pressed, squeezed, slid, and prodded until the damn thing finally stopped. The hand dropped to the warm bed clothes for a few moments before joining its partner, rising upward in a long, tight stretch. He yawned and pulled both hands behind...
My name is Jeff Jennings. I am 32 years old and a successful psychologist with a small but profitable practice. My wife Annie is 28 and we have a daughter, Amy Jo who is 7. We have a comfortable home located in a very nice neighborhood with good schools, park and nearby shopping. I met Annie while we were both attending the state university in Albany. Annie...
Waya Collins. The weather was definitely warmer. Inola and I lay in bed, next to the roaring fire, reading. We'd pushed off most of the pile of quilts and blankets we usually slept under. I set down my novel and gazed at Inola's smooth skinned back and the upper curve of her hips. I slipped the blanket down, revealing her perfect rump. I traced my finger...
Disclaimer: *All teen characters are eighteen years old, over the age of consent.* *** I sat in silence as the Lyft pulled up in front of my house immediately noticing the activity there. It looked like mom was home and entertaining because it was the only time you'd see my front door open. I was told that in my infancy, there'd been a break-in which my la...
Greetings all; the characters in my stories exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? Anyways, my regular readers know that I enjoy writing about the transgender experience from different perspectives. Here I write a three act play about a straight man that is made into a transgender woman without his knowledge...
A few nights later after a lot more talking, Jen found Darren's card in her purse and dialed his number. She put her hair behind her ear and brought the phone to her ear. "Hi Darren, it's me, Jen." Mike moved closed and Jen tilted her iPhone so he could hear. They talked and laughed for a while. Mike saw a potential connection between them. He felt jealous,...
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Marian, Happy Birthday to you." I watched Marian glance around the breakfast table with a smirk on her face. "Okay, I have to admit you surprised me. I was expecting something like this at lunch, but breakfast, really? It's too damn early to contemplate being another year older. I would volu...
My heart had jumped into my throat when she walked up carrying her tail. I know she has given me no reason to doubt her love for me, but the scars from both of my ex-wives betraying me were hard to get past. Her smirk at my relief when Katherine explained made it clear she knew what I was thinking, but it did not make me feel any better about the pain I had...
I'd known Joe for a good ten years and I'd spent many hours in his bar, The Landing Strip Lounge, drinking PBR and lusting after the girls that worked for him. They came and went, but one thing that they all had in common was that they were hot! The current crop was no exception. Karen behind the bar and both waitresses, Tina and Cookie, made me want to rip...