It was a feeling more than something I saw. But I paused and took a slow look around. No one was looking at me and the only other customer was a lady about my age pushing a cart through the Produce department. There was that young man with the tool belt sitting on the floor working on one of the display cases. On the back of his jacket it was printed "Jakes...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any real person is just proof there is a pattern to randomness in the universe. All characters are eighteen years and older. The ringing of the cell phone roused Kenny from his slumber. He rubbed his eyes as he stared at the display. "Who is it?" Stella's voice was groggy. "Fuckin' Tony!" Kenny pressed a b...
It had been so long ago I hesitated to make the call, but it was lonely in the Motel room and I decided I had nothing to lose. His name was Norm and had been a good friend in high school, but that was 20 years ago! Norm had married Sonja, the prettiest girl in school, right after they graduated. He had gone directly into his father's hardware business and...
It was a feeling more than something I saw. But I paused and took a slow look around. No one was looking at me and the only other customer was a lady about my age pushing a cart through the Produce department. There was that young man with the tool belt sitting on the floor working on one of the display cases. On the back of his jacket it was printed "Jakes...
Letter from the author: This story is about Female domination, humiliation and cuckolding. The main character has a small cock and therefore feels inferior. If this is not your cup of tea, please go read something else. For those who do enjoy that, please read on. Thanks to all those who commented on the last four chapters. Feel free to e-mail me feedback as...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** Shit smell. The worst. A rotting brown outhouse in a deep shade glen. A man stepped out just as a young woman approached. "Jesus John! What the fuck! Oh my God!" she said, turning her head away from the ungodly odor, her body nearly dry-heaving at the insult. "Whiskey and hotdog...
I worked for companies for about thirty years. I always made a decent living. We have a nice home (and mortgage), my daughters have no student loans, we’ve managed to upgrade our cars every few years. So it’s been a good life. But it’s been close to a hand-to-mouth life. If I lost my income for any appreciable time we’d have been in big trouble. But that’s a...
Guy opened the door to his office and immediately noticed that his office-mate's laptop was brightly lit, meaning that Kamana was here and logged in. However, the rest of the office was completely dark. That was odd. Only a few strips of light coming through the slits in the blind in the tall skinny window beside the door that he had just entered gave any hi...
12 Among the phone messages awaiting Bret when he got home from practice Monday night was one from Monique, who was getting herself off at the time of the call. Pamela had also called, but her calls were much more normal, almost as if she was afraid someone was taping them. She talked of how she missed him, but not in a whiny or seductive or nasty sort of...
Author's note: Special thanks to my editor, literknight, for finding all those stupid little mistakes that slip past me. "Don't yank the trigger back," Sasha shouted to be heard through my ear protection. "Keep the sights on your target and put steady, increasing pressure on the trigger until it breaks." I tried to do as she asked, but when the gun went...