AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is an instance of truth being stranger than fiction. The following story was written at the request of a reader who presented the basic facts as a true story that had happened in her community. The characters' emotions, thoughts, and words of this story, however, were imagined by me. As always, I hope you enjoy. ***** There is no myster...
The doorbell rang. Tyler let it. It rang again. And again. "Fucking hell. I keep the light turned off for a reason." He walked to the door and threw it open, started growling, "I am not giving out candy tonight, so -" ... and stopped. There stood a tall blonde clothed in little but a light blue bra and matching thong, her eyes looking through slits in a th...
My thanks to LadyCibelle and my friend SH for sorting my foul-ups and editing this short tale for me Clarification: Blues and Twos = an emergency vehicle or police car travelling with it's blue lights and siren on. Casualty = UK name for a hospital Emergency Room. The/a village bike = the village slut, only too pleased to take on all cumers! Retribution...
Chapter Five: A hot time in the old town The police and fire departments wouldn't let us though the barricades and there were EMS personnel on hand, so we parked and watched the fire burn helplessly. Keven was angry and he stalked back and forth along the barricade like a caged tiger, glaring at the burning building. I tried to take his shoulder to comfort...
The man strolled to the diner, taking a seat at the bar. My co-workers chuckled and looked to me. This one was all mine. To them the tall Latino biker looked dirty, homeless. But I'd seen too much in my life to judge a book by its cover. "Hi, Welcome to Sunny Day's diner, have a menu." He looks up at me, his dark eyes staring through to my soul. "I think...
The weather outside Slade's houseboat was getting warmer each morning. Spring was certainly on the way. He stepped out on to the back decking overlooking Lake Crystal, drinking his coffee. It was picturesque and tranquil. The water was like a darkened glass reflecting the trees and sky overhead. He had only recently moved in to his beloved house boat - The...
Dear Dirty Diary, Doug's birthday began exactly as I anticipated. The hype and advertising for the Stanley Cup had been increasing for days and he was primed for Sunday's game. I was reminiscing about New Years day's events. Memories of lust and desire, excitement and disappointment began to fill my mind. I took stock of the year's activities and found myse...
Jolene had class today which meant Casey would have to ride her bike to Tech. She had mixed feelings about that. She loved her bike but knew that she would suffer harassment by cars driving by and sometimes also by men walking or cycling on the bikeways. She had a route plotted out to minimise her exposure to vehicular traffic which she hoped would get her b...
LXXXIXWarMark & Molly2076 This wasn't the first time that Mark and Molly had sat together on the sofa transfixed by the vision of a huge slowly growing and self-enveloping luminescent cloud tumbling ever upwards into the sky into the now familiar shape of a mushroom. This wasn't even the first time that the couple had watched the image of exactly the sa...
The week had been long for Tori. Tuesday, the second Monday, was an extremely long day for her. She had issues doing her work. From not being able to masturbate, she could not focus on so much of her job, being a clerk. All she could really focus on was the picture that was sent to her an hour ago. A picture of her master's cock, the large brown member looke...