"That's my girl Jayla over at the yellow sea horse. Which one is yours?" "I don't have one, yet. I'm prospecting to get a feel for what it's like to come out here." "You white folks have a lot of discipline. I popped my first one with sixteen." "Well, the economy is hard. A month after Lehman Brothers bankruptcy, my husband's production line was black-lit...
God Digger 5 Miles loved riding the scooter in the first light of day. For the first hours of his trip it was just him, the scooter, and mother nature alone on the road. He was between towns when the morning traffic of jerks hit the road. It went from peaceful to just plain dangerous in a few minutes. His scooter lacked the speed to hit the super duper hig...
I had quite a good weekend. I was beginning to let my hatred of Peter Davies die within me, I guess. I still wasn't happy with him. I still believed that he was an immoral little shit. But maybe I got it back into proportion. There are plenty of immoral little shits in this world, and I would never claim that I was as pure as the driven snow. On Sunday I br...
Ashley Winters -- 21, blond, and fit - walks out of a big box office supply store clutching the paper bag that contains a completed school project for one of her last classes before her graduation from Seaside Community College. As she's about to step foot into the parking lot she sees a familiar face walking towards the dollar store next-door. Ashley yells...
The Fifth Day “Where exactly are we going Sally?” I said as I looked across at my wife. It appeared that my question did not require an answer at least I didn’t get one. I let it pass. Her hands were gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly I thought and her face seemed tense, I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach that things were not q...
“Stanley Kubrick’s dystopian masterpiece – Beethoven, ultraviolence and the old in-out in-out” was how it was advertised. The midnight showing had definitely attracted quite a crowd. Everyone was in an excited mood, chatting with their friends, looking forward to the film. There was, Lara noticed, a preponderance of men. Quite a few of them wore their ‘droog...
This story contains pee and shit play and profane and blasphemous content. If you have an aversion to such sexual activities then please, do not read this story. ***** In the sunset afterglow, I park my car at the end of the dirty path leading to the secluded house. Others already parked. Climbed down, I take off my coat and throw it inside. I stand still...
18 The Dawn of Cindy Moundlicker Rosa stepped out into the pale daylight of the courtyard. It was a cool day, with grey clouds and a fresh breeze running through the prison. The threat of rain, however, would not dampen the anticipation of the crowd that she knew would be waiting for her in the town square. She was about to complete her descent to a deprav...
The Karst was certainly beautiful from above. The park was well-maintained, with carefully marked paths taking visitors past sinkholes and cave openings and natural springs. Next to the parking lot were professionally-created explanation boards explaining how the karst had formed in geological terms and its importance to the local ecosystem. It was prepackag...
After 30 years I have come to one definite conclusion… the car business is one of the most stressful occupations on earth. There is always a manager riding your ass to sell more cars or to make more money. And if you have a good run you are a hero at the end of the month, but one day later you’re nothing again. And forget a family life. If you want to be at...