Ingrid sat on the table at the doctor's office, swinging her feet in anticipation. She hadn't been to the doctor in years - she lived in rural Nebraska for her whole life. A trip to the doctor was a bit of a journey and, since getting her last vaccine at the end of middle school, there was no reason to go. Ingrid left Nebraska to come to attend the Universi...
(fictional story about fictional characters in the public domain) It had been a month since Red Foreman had been laid off from his supervisors job at the plant, and he had gone through the "anger" and "depression" stages; and was now well into the "acceptance" stage. He had made all the local rounds looking for employment, and had come up empty on accept...
In the darkness of the night, the quiet swoop of thick leathery wings was all that penetrated the air. The dragons were lining up behind Katherine in formation, she seemed to have a purpose now, heading toward the main village. With a nod Cyrus nudged Kaie with his knees to speed up to them. With a calm, yet dangerous tone he mentally sent a message to the o...
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Miriam Smith was so excited after being selected from all the school librarians in Birmingham, Alabama to make the Martin Luther King, Jr. presentation at one of the underprivileged inner city high schools. The only problem was that her husband, Maurice, didn't want his beautiful blonde wife going into the city to be at some "nigger" school. You see, her hus...
"There's a man at my work looking for a place to stay and I've offered him our spare room," my mother announced, one day in the spring of 1998. "Do we have too?" I replied, in that hard done by manner of an 18 year old. "Yes we do," my mother shot back at me angrily. "We are struggling to stay here in this house and the rent will be useful. Plus the poor m...
Annabeth was always the good little girl, she was pure as the driven snow and never did anything that was considered to be naughty. She was 26 years old and was still a virgin. She taught 1st Grade at a private Catholic school, nestled in the small, quiet town of Harve de Grace Maryland. Everyone knew everyone's business here and is not shy about spreading y...
Frank had been making weekly trips to Gina's Gentlemen's Club for most of the past decade. He started making the thirty minute drive back in the fall of 1997, when the passion began to erode from his marriage. Frank, now 56, had no problem attracting the attention of ladies. His problem was he couldn't get enough of it. At 6'1, Frank still maintained a soli...
Prolog: My name is Sophie, and yes, that is my real name. For a little over a year, I was a call girl for a madam in Los Angeles. I have kept a diary since I was a young girl and this journal is just an extension of that habit. This is not a tell all or expose if you will but simply my daily thoughts as I lived the life. Any real names I have listed here ar...
One fine evening, where the moon was full, there lived three lonely hobbits. First there was Sam the Wise. He was married to a bartender and enjoyed wearing black satin g-strings and threw each one away after being used once. Then there was Pippin the Scavenger Man. He was pretty thrifty and bright. So often he ravaged through random trash barrels. On a cert...