It's Saturday night and the gang is all here to have their weekly meeting. The place where they meet is Nick Angelo's crib. Nick is the founder of the group known as the Reformers. A group of young people who gather to discuss issues of relevance to their communities and try to find solutions to them. In today's age of apathy, corruption and greed, they seem...
The week since I photographed Autumn dragged on. Last week she fulfilled a fantasy I had since she was my sitter many years ago. After her younger sister, Ami had told her about my confession that I had wanted to get a peek under her skirt when she had dressed as a french maid for Halloween once. Autumn stopped by the next day and suggested since I was study...
(Author's note - The original story, Wagons Ho, was not written with the intent of a follow up but reader response has prompted me to add a second chapter. Those who have not read Chapter One may wish to do so before reading this installment.) All too soon our idyllic stay at Ash Hollow came to an end and the wagon train resumed it's trek to the west. Octob...
You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or if bisexual sex offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about a young man, the brother-sister twins he is in love with, struggl...
What the hell have you done? Frank called this morning and said he won't be doing any business with us anymore!" Elaine's boss Hector shouted at her in front of everyone in the office. "I'm sorry! I will try my best to fix it!" Elaine replies while crying. "You better do! Or else don't bother coming back!" Elaine's boss shouted before slamming the door b...
Author's note: More erotic than horror, and more of a stroke piece than an involved tale. Still, I hope readers enjoy it. All feedback welcome. Excerpt from a diary 22nd March, 19-- It has taken some time for me to get around to writing this entry. Ever since the events of the night of 18th March, my mind has been in a whirl. But finally I feel able to pu...
He looked into her eyes and he was lost. Deep brown and with a sense of knowledge that defied her apparent youth, her eyes pulled him in just as he was about to get up from his seat and leave the café. Mere moments ago he'd been sitting at a table alone, absentmindedly nursing a latte when she sat down opposite him. She asked if the seat was taken but sat be...
Dragon Tales -- The Beginning To those who are reading this history, welcome. As I age, I have taken more time in my busy life to contemplate the past -- to reminisce on certain topics and even research some with which I am less familiar. As I have done this, it has occurred to me that some of my research, memories and recollections may be of interest to ot...
I appreciate all votes, comments and feedback from readers. Thank you to searchingforperfection for all his work in editing this story. * "What a bitch!" he exclaimed, looking at his cheap watch for the tenth time. They were both supposed to be on location at eight a.m. "Where the hell is she?" he complained. A taxi quickly drove up beside his own car a...
Julia had the management team in the palm of her hand. They sat around the board table, transfixed, as she presented her business case. Julia had her PowerPoint presentation, her Gantt charts, and plenty of supporting facts and figures. But more importantly, she knew how to subtly guide them towards the outcome she wanted so that afterwards, they would think...