Originally written in the 1990s and recently rediscovered. *** Ben looked around the room, a full house tonight. He enjoyed this weekly evening class, or should that he appreciated? Verbs, verbs, everywhere but never the right one. OK, 'Contemporary Literature and Society' was a pretentious title but the tutor, a 'serious' novelist, had a light touch and a...
Happy April Fool's, Ya Poor Bastard Copyright (c) 2019 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. ------------------ This is one of a series of stories set in what I call Universe-J. Universe-J is very much like this universe with a few exceptions. First the people tend to be a li...
This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. A little about me. As i write this I am a sixty + year old, still sexually active, Black, bi, woman. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall. I was, I...
Many thanks to, my friend, Broadsword, for his inspiration, and to my editor, Bill, for his time and kindness. It's Saturday evening and she sits in her home as lonely as anyone can be. She's felt very much like a woman all day, a woman who needs to be loved in the most intimate of ways. If the male of the species were there with he, he would surly sense...
Description: Lucinda Moore, a young secretary, has been violated by two masked soldiers who have burst into her boss's office while she was at work. They have threatened her with guns and knives and taken kinky pictures of her having oral sex with Phil, one of the soldiers. Dave, the sergeant has just carved the letter "D" into her pubic hair to publicise th...
I hate my hometown. Some people say they are from a one horse town? Mine is a half ass village. I mean, technically it's a city, with a population of over 13 thousand. However, it's one of those cities where everyone knows everyone, is possibly related, and once a rumour starts you will never live it down. And here I am, back after 10 years away. Kids tod...
Cindy Heller - Chapter 2 As you might have guessed from the title, this is the second chapter of the tale of Cindy Heller. The first chapter is already posted. And to be honest, it's a lot better than this one. Frankly, this chapter is just a contractual obligation. If you haven't yet read Chapter One, or did read it but can't remember any of it, here's a...
Note: I had hoped to finish a different story, in three chapters about three loves of a man, but sometimes stories write themselves and this one took on a life of its own. If I can ever get it under control, I'll submit it. But I don't have high hopes for that one. Meanwhile here is a tale that I guess you could call a flash story because it is fairly short...
This is a story of hope and desire. The hope that one day my lovely wife will grant herself the pleasure that her body desires and yet her mind resists. Let me explain. My wife Sarah has all but lost her interest in sex and we make love now maybe once a month (if I am lucky) and it seems to take a good deal of encouragement. The pattern has been that I w...
Author note - In light of my acceptance into the Survivor contest, I thought how hard it might become to write a story (or 10) for each of these catagories and keep it fresh. So, because of that I brainstormed with some people and came up with the idea to write the majority of the contest stories as one person going through each of the "catagories" while h...