Miranda got home even later than usual. It had been one of those days where she wanted to do nothing more than just jump right into bed and sleep straight through until morning, but she couldn't. Not tonight. She stared at the digital clock on her bedside table; 9:35 PM. That meant that he'd be showing up soon, as he got off work at 10:00. She switched on h...
The early nineties was an interesting time for me. As an avid role playing game player, I was accustomed to a hobby dominated by boys and men. At 23, I was out of school and on my way in a new career. But then two things combined to bring a significant change for the time. First, the Goth culture had grown significantly in the United States, even if many peo...
I Jill was a very attractive, pretty, lady of thirty years. With straight, glossy shoulder-length dark copper-coloured hair, she looked at least ten years younger, with clear unblemished skin. With white even teeth and full lips, she looked for all the world like a film starlet – a young Audrey Hepburn perhaps. She was of average height, but with a narrow w...
"Fuck!" Was she really going out with him? Joe Jackson's song was ringing in my ears as I watched this ape of a man bear hug, and paw, one of the most attractive, and alluring women, I had yet experienced. She was on stage singing some folky tunes of original composition; her voice, her looks, the way she moved, how she seemed to look me straight in the eye,...
'Are you going to get married?' Marion's mother asked. 'Married?' 'Yes.' 'Why do you ask?' 'You said that he stayed at your place.' 'He did,' Marion said. 'You must have talked about it.' 'About what?' 'Getting married.' 'No.' 'You're not getting any younger,' Marion's mother said. Marion laughed. 'None of us is getting any younger, Mother,' she s...
It was my freshman year of college, everything is new and big. Select few were chosen from around the UK and US. There were a total of three thousand freshman. We are the first students to attend this college, it takes up over 1 square mile, and is all dedicated to what every student is here for. Creativity. This college is called "Creatively Advanced A...
Gaea idled, sprawled out and stretched, sapped of strength and yet restless. Another wicked wave of heat swamped her tawny flesh and soaked her vine-tangled hair. These were frequent now. She knew what they were. Gaea's reason for being was being taken from her. Her drive to procreate waned. The gloomy weight of Nyx loomed heavy above her now. A dull unkno...
There were four of us couples that had been friends for a long time. Sometimes only two or three of the couples would get together, if someone had something else they had to do. But mostly, it was the eight of us getting together to have fun. Dancing, picnics at the beach, barbeque, dinner out, just what ever we thought might be fun, and maybe different. We...
That's misleading. It should read: 'how to capture a song'. A song is not something you manufacture, it's something that happens, sort of like a little literary fart, seeping out at the most inopportune time. Your literary fart might bubble up while you're in the bath, or driving to work, or perhaps while waking up in the morning. You'll roll over, open your...
Ahh... the Anima Portal. The artifact you have searched for since you received your powers. The machine that can finally send you into the cartoon universe to live out your sordid fantasies. Where to begin? You are Lingham, a being possessed of a strange power granted to you by a mischievous Genie a couple years back, a power to seduce any woman, and get int...