Ah, what to say about Charles. He was an odd bird. His heart was in the right place, and he was purely benevolent, but his love life was highly abnormal and firmly in the strange category. Raised by two loving and doting parents, home schooled, but sheltered from the world, with no real friends other than his parents, and his grandfather who had passed away...
Chapter One -- The Porn Shop It was the same year the "dot coms" went bust that Mark lost his high paying job. Unemployment covered him and his wife for twenty-six weeks, but when that money ran out he was desperate; willing to take any job that paid money. Mark ended up with a job that took him to the inner city, to the red light district, to a porn shop....
I wake to grey light filtering through the blinds in my room. It's utterly quiet outside. My head is pounding and my throat is completely dry. I feel like I haven't had water in days. I work my mouth a few times, croaking and trying to make spit happen. It makes me cough and I roll over to my side and pull myself up to kneel. My head aches from the movement....
As the evening wore on it came time for Mary to go home. They both discussed the time it will take to remove and cleanse and the suggestion of taking a sleeping tablet did sound good as long as Susan was there to keep an eye on her. Susan watched Mary walk to the car and smiled to herself. It seems Mary was getting used to the heels. The way her tits and ar...
"Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to officially welcome you to our newest exhibit. The Museum of Super Menaces is pleased to present Meet the Menace. No longer is your museum experience limited to the viewing of historical gear and gadgets. Don't just read about the Elemental War: see the scars and burns for yourself! Stand next to superhumans that brought nat...
Sam was a very bright, 18 year old man. He was slighter than some of his peers, having never worked out his muscles. Sam was somewhat of an outsider, not sharing in all of the same interests as the youth around him growing up. He had few friends. Being a junior in college, he had his own apartment under the new free housing act. He was non-religious and this...
Author's Note: This originally written piece re-creates a story whose title and author I unfortunately cannot remember. To my knowledge, it's no longer available online, as it was part of Mason's Tied and True Tales, a site which unfortunately was taken down before being revived with only some of its original content. I remained true to the plot and Mason's...
"I don't feel comfortable receiving gifts from you, although the turtle dress was very comfy." "I got it for you because I feel you would look very sexy in it, plus the little nothings. "I almost got the shoes for you." My heart splinters. I see them together. I watch how he watches her. I watch how he sees the dress in the store, and he thinks of her wea...
Myths aren't called myths for nothing. They were invented to explain the unexplainable. Generation upon generation retold them, reread them and tried to understand them. But myths aren't meant to be understood; not in the logical way we love to think nowadays. Myths are metaphors. And at their cores we find our timeless selves, our virtues and our vices,...
Alan looked over at Jill. As usual her face was buried deep in a stack of books. Not one book, or even two. At least four. She was studying for her exams, and her face showed intense concentration. He sighed. They had a matter of weeks left before they were out of college and working full-time jobs. There was a lot of anxiety written around them and he knew...