It all started so innocently with a few flirty emails. Then, somehow, we found those emails getting less and less innocent. I remember talk of a webcam and just how much fun we might have with one of those and my disappointment when I realized you didn't own one. Though I must say you certainly piqued my interest when you told me that you had gotten rid of y...
The story is based on my memories from back in 1992. Back then I was working as a caretaker in a public school. A coworker of mine was a strange guy with a lot of strange story's back from the old days in the steel mill. He even had published a book about the life in mill, mostly a book with a lot of black and white pictures. One day we was visiting a plu...
Most of these stories are standalone, so you don't have to read them all. This one, however, calls back to Pt 16. --- Dave had asked me out to watch the football again, and for some reason I agreed to go. He was talking to his friends and watching the game, so I was people watching around the bar. Then I saw him. The old guy from last time. He came in wit...
As Romeo sorts through his email, reading the jokes that his friends forwarded, and addresses the specific emails that are requiring a response, it pops up. An email from RoseBud70, so he clicks on it to open it up, only it takes a while to load, even with his high-speed Internet connection. It finally opens with a short paragraph starting it out, reading t...
"Hey Meghan, look at this!" Brad said, handing me his cell phone. I looked at the picture on it. What I saw made my jaw drop. "Is that Greg's girlfriend?!" I asked accusingly, "What is her picture doing on your phone?" I looked closely at it. Her name was Karen, and I knew her a little from school. She was lying down on a bed on her stomach. She was propped...
It was the evening, and I was watching TV when my phone beeped with a text message. It was Sue, and she was bored. "Bored" "Where are you?" "In a bar" "Who with?" "Dave and a couple of his mates" "Watching the football" "So leave" "Can't, entertain me" "Go to the men's room" "Really?" "Yes, you can send me pictures from there" "I was hoping for...
Ok, so you have just signed up to be able to post in the bulletin board. You go in there, find a place you want to say something, make a few posts perhaps, but then you notice things. Almost everyone has a picture under their names. There are pictures, links funny sayings and many other neat little bits under each of their posts. Wonder how they do it? T...
The Lady Jane pulls into pier 43 on the north side of San Francisco. We're in an interesting area, tourist central with ferries, stores, and vendors, but also with active working ships and shipping activity. We tie up with the assistance of longshoremen, and Brian and Gus idle down the diesels, leaving one generator running. Knowing we have just a couple o...
Most of these stories are standalone, so you don't have to read them all. This one, however, calls back to Pts 14 and 17. --- Sue had texted me, which was odd. She was stuck in a meeting at the end of her day's work, and wanted to talk, but couldn't. So she texted me. I texted her to send me an up skirt picture, and after a few seconds, it arrived. It was...
© 2010 by DonnerBBQ. All rights reserved. Feedback welcome and appreciated. One year when I was in college I went home for the summer to work and live rent-free. My parents had long since divorced and I lived with just my Mom. She was a bit paranoid and over protective, but I knew that she loved me and only wanted the best for me. One Saturday afternoon I...