Some years ago, an excellent writer of adult fiction, writing under the pseudonym "Little Joe," created several characters inspired by myself and several lovely ladies we both knew. One character was based on me, Bobbie Kaye, and was nicknamed Cutie, or Little Miss Cutie. Little Joe posted a number of these wonderful stories, in which Bobbie Kaye and her fri...
In Texas we take our racism seriously. Since this story is set almost a half century ago, you might expect that things are much better now. I am not sure that is the case, as polarization has fanned some embers into open flame. Now, as then, racism is practiced widely without limitation of race, creed, or culture. To pretend that it doesn't exist is to encou...
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As if your vote is my applause, please vote. This is a Halloween Contest story. Please vote. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. Author's Note: Even though this an erotic, sexual horror, Halloween story, the story doesn't show the erotic, sexual horror until the end of the story. Instead, the story begins with an R rated, l...
Author's Note: This is a novella that will appear in four parts, two chapters each. It's the third in a loose chain that is my ode to 1980's pulp trash novels. You don't need to read the award winning Out Of The Past or Love On The Run (both on this site) to enjoy this story, but if you'd like to that's the order. I hope you enjoy, and comments/ratings are w...
The alarm rings off waking us from a deep sleep. Refreshed I am not. My wife gets up looking much more refreshed, and heads to the shower. I doze back off only to have her holler at me to get up. I look up to see her dressed in light gray sweatpants, and a white button down. I can see her black bra under her shirt as she walks out the door. I get up, and dre...
Frankie was surprised when Roy came home and said he'd seen Chisel, the schoolyard bully who had created such havoc in his life as a kid back in Philadelphia. "It's amazing, Frankie" Roy was saying as they had dinner. "Chisel's changed so much, he's a Buddhist now, and a probation officer as well." Frankie cocked her head, and a blonde curl fell into he...
There must have been over 300 people packed into that room and I struggled to secure an unobstructed position for myself amidst the self-absorbed, rowdy group. I noticed with some consternation that most of these women had been drinking and didn't seem to care one bit as they bumped into me, other people, and various pieces of furniture in their attempt to g...
"Hey, Babe! How was your day?" Kate greeted me in the kitchen. A bright smile lit up her face as I dropped my briefcase and kissed her cheek. "Rough day. We had to let a few employees go." She frowned and managed to look surprised at the same time. "Our orders have gone way down and we had to make some cuts to get through this slow time. Wages in the wareho...
................................................. He actually waited four days before he called. Two days longer than I thought. I listened as his smarmy voice oozed through the phone. "Tom, Tom, please be reasonable. I'm sure we can work out an agreement we're all happy with. Why don't you come by the office, we'll sit and discuss it like reasonable men."...