NOTE: We probably all know somebody a little bit like Emily Jeffers. That girl who wasn't that bright, but had all the goods. And because she wasn't so swift, guys took advantage of her naivety and easily convinced her into back seats, out of her panties, and plowed her like a fertile field — and then passed her on to their buddies. While this story is ficti...
I was in college when my family started going to church for the first time. I'd grown up an atheist, maybe going to church with the grandparents the occasional Christmas and Easter. Then, suddenly, once I turned eighteen and moved out of the house to go to college across the country in California, my parents decided that my younger siblings ought to get some...
Charity Begins Charles was a lowly cordwainer (a cobbler in modern terms). A religious man whose wife died during the plague outbreak in 1665. He lived in an isolated community in Essex, with his only daughter Charity. Age and failing eyesight meant that he could no longer make much of a living. He worried about his daughter who, having reached the age of...
My wife, Kami, recently had an uncle pass away that left her, as the only surviving relative, his entire estate which included a one-hundred-and-thirty-acre weekend property about ninety minutes from our home in Houston. Her uncle had fixed it up nicely so that it had a mixture of woods and open pasture, and he had built a three-bedroom house, complete with...
Tuesday Morning, Harmony Church There was a part of Nathan that felt free and another part that felt like he was heading to meet his executioner. He was prepared to do whatever was necessary to just move on, to be left alone and to finish school, but he had no idea what Pastor Stephens had in mind, or what his parents would do. But he knew that nothing woul...
All of the characters in this work of fiction who engage in sexual activity or the consumption of alcohol are over the age of 21. This chapter contains depictions of heterosexual sex and masturbation. In the previous chapters, Dani Van Cleef, a newly ordained Presbyterian pastor, agreed to fly out to the home of Frank Melar, a rich heir, after meeting him...
Although this story is all about sex, and love, there are only a few graphic scenes in it, so just be warned. Also, this story is critical of religion, so if that is going to offend you, I suggest reading something else. But remember, it is just a story. Thursday Afternoon. A Suburban Subdivision Nathan was panting and his heart was beating faster than...
Lamont always had a big problem. Well, sometimes it was a problem but most of the times it was a blessing. At nineteen years old, he was 6 foot tall with smooth, dark brown skin, low cut black hair, a trimmed goatee and beard, and two hundred pounds of muscle from weightlifting and playing football. Lamont's problem was he had a hard time finding underwear...
When I posted the first part of this story I fully expected a barrage of indignant comments about my religious viewpoint. But none appeared. Could it be that those who would normally emerge from wherever to criticise me did not read beyond the opening statement, choosing instead to write it off as blasphemy? Or could it be that they could find no answer othe...
"But consorting with these pious elders, chaste dames, and dewy virgins were men of dissolute lives and women of spotted fame. It was strange to see that the good shrank not from the wicked, nor were the sinners abashed by the saints." -Nathanial Hawthorne, "Young Goodman Brown" *** Cassie knew what the red envelope meant as soon as it fell through the ma...