Milendpark State Oregon Stories

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Sports Legend

by dump341 on Nov 18, 2020
Miscellaneous

Jeff hadn't always been an athlete. Hell three years ago, he had never played a sport outside of the mandatory minimum requirements of gym class. And Jeff had been average at best. He wasn't particularly coordinated. He wasn't particularly athletic. He wasn't particularly sports savvy. Jeff wasn't even particularly bigger than the rest of his peers. Jeff was...

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Economic Growth Via Lie Propagation

by Occamspiledriver on Sep 14, 2017
Reviews & Essays

After reading Toxico's essay I felt it needed a response of far more than what one could squeeze into the comments sections. The essay seems filled with misconceptions about America. Let us start with racial issue. Does racism exist in America? Yes, it does but so does it most everywhere. Look at the riots in France by Muslim youths over their treatment by...

Don't tell Jim Ch. 03

by magmaman on Dec 16, 2017
Mature

{This is a simple tale, not intended to be erotic at all. It is just what happened, lots of emotions involved for me, so I jot it down. I knew our friend Cindy from our bowling league. We were both very young. Back then I worked part time as a masseur, the idea being to make a few extra bucks to help with the rent. I had other jobs, of course, no male massa...

Nite, Nite, Jackie O

by Stillthehub on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

- 1 - She wouldn't know that while she slept, he was coming back into her life. It had be nearly fifteen years since she had seen him last. Then she was just a child in his eyes, only fourteen, whom he called "the Brat". God, how she adored him back then, but he treated her as the kid sister he never had. She could still feel the ache in her heart wheneve...

Mothers and Daughters Ch. 01

by Bluepen451 on Oct 19, 2020
Novels and Novellas

This series is based on a bit of a mash-up of characters from two prior stories I have posted, 'Thursday Afternoon on the Ranch,' and the series, 'A Week in Boise.' It's not strictly necessary that you have read them, but it might be helpful. I've tried to describe the remote Southeastern quarter of Oregon that this story is set in with reasonable accuracy,...

Misstaken Identity

by thrillerauthor on Sep 11, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

As I write these memoirs, my deeply tanned legs are stretched out before me on a lounge chair on my lanai. My pink toenails provide a nice contrast to the aquamarine sea visible in the distance, framed by swaying palm trees on golden sands. I brush a strand of hair from my forehead, and tug my sundress a few inches towards my knees. Looking back, it's hard...

Unemployment Blues

by Jenny_Jackson on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Jenny Jackson walked through the glass, double, Kawneer doors on the front of the Oregon Employment Division field office in Beaverton at 9:30 AM. The office was a nice single story brick building with tall, radius-head windows and black glass that did not allow anyone to see in from the outside. The appearance was one of red brick with tall, black, keyholes...

Trust Me

by coaster2 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's Note: I was both surprised and flattered to be invited to participate in the "Legends" contribution for the July 4th holiday. Although I am a "Canuck," and often write stories based in Canada, I chose to use the USA as a setting for this yarn. This is not a hard core Loving Wives contribution, but it is typical of my type of story. I hope some of yo...

The Toy

by DemoonKatjie on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Climbing the round steps of the inner stairwell of the down town library, I can feel the lights laying heat along my arm, I can feel the circulated air moving by, but the sounds are what get me. The sounds of the people on the various floors flowing through doors and open arches to echo up the stairs along with me. The gently clicking of the toy that rests i...

My Best Buddy

by robertl on May 22, 2018
First Time

I have a buddy, Chris, who's been my best bud since we were kids. We grew up on farms, one canyon apart. Walking over the ridge between us to play famous explorer or some other kid's game was pretty common when we were ten and nine and older. There was a big rock formation on my dad's farm that likely had been put there by someone in the long past as a rock...