Sheridan Avenue runs the North Shore and makes a few twists and turns onto Lake Shore Drive. I always raced there, it was like a highway in the middle of the city. I didn't know any of the LCs and I had the Camaro and the Viper with me. To my chagrin the Viking had muscled his way in and that made four cars in three lanes. Fucking tough. I'd called at 30Gs...
So far as "Good Catholic girls" go, Tiffany Mitchell embodied all that might be associated with any true young lady of the faith. Even at eighteen, she still exhibited a child-like innocence, an expression of chaste simplicity and an air of well-mannered breeding. Always dressed tastefully, even her year-twelve school uniform managed to bridge effortlessly,...
Chapter 4: Power, Submission and the Blue Tattoo A UFO seeking a hospitable landing site need only locate the night lights of Las Vegas. Billions of megawatts beam their message to all life forms capable of cognition – "Welcome!" "We're Tolerant!" "There's plenty of room to land the largest space craft." "Play! Spend!" Quickly scan the creatures walking the...
He sits in his chair, elbows cushioned by the plush arms at his sides. His fingers feel the fibers of the paper at their tips, while his eyes devour the words before them. Ever the voracious reader, he cherishes the full sensory experience of his pastime. The soft rustle soothes his ears as he flips to the next page of his novel. The scent of pressed paper,...
The following is an absolutely true story, except that the names have been changed to protect the debaucherous. The story is probably too long, and I'm sure most readers will stop believing it at some point. Whatever -- I'm writing this for me anyway! And it is a damn good story, if I do say so. My name is Tim, I'm 42, and I've been fantasizing about advent...
Josie McKellen woke up to sunlight filtering through windows without curtains. Eyes trying to focus she hardly recognized her surroundings, this not being her home. A chill over her body she realized that she was still naked. Sitting up swiftly supported by her hands behind her on the floor she looks around. "Wrong direction. Over here." Came the sweet tone...
As the summer continued, Elle's best friend Kathy, and her husband Vic, invited Elle and Todd to spend a weekend with them at their "Time Share" condo in Provincetown, on the tip of Cape Cod. This was the third year in a row they'd offered the invitation and in each of the previous years, Elle would have to make an excuse for their not being able to make it....
The author retains all copyright to and within this story. There is no sex so no need to affirm ages of characters. I like to imagine different professions and how they might add or detract from a conversation. I got this idea in my head and couldn't shake it, despite the feeling that it wasn't the best. So in the end, it's a bit of fluff, but mine own....
I sat down on the floor facing my sister and her friends, each one with a glimmer in her eye. My sister had begged and pleaded for me to play a game of Truth or Dare with her and her friends to no end. I hoped this would be short and painless. Meg, my sister, had invited two of her friends over from the cheer squad. Well, former squad I should say. All thre...
Back in the late 70s, I had just transferred my sophomore year in college to a new university where I knew practically no one. I was taking a way-too-easy Spanish class and spotted a pretty good-looking girl on the other side of the room. She had a really pretty, Eastern European face, was of medium height, and had long, perfectly straight brown hair down to...