Maybe if I write a full confession I will be able to find some peace and get some rest. Don and I (Alice) would have been married fifty-three years this weekend. But instead I'm alone and lonely with terrible floods of memories coming back to haunt me. There is no excuse for what I did. Fortunately, my guilt and shame had made me straighten up and toe the...
This is being posted to the romance section. From my point of view romance, even and perhaps especially erotic romance, does not need details such as the length or thickness of a penis. The less biological information the better, although this does not mean that one has to avoid everything biological. In my work you will probably find no mention of steamy fe...
Don't take this one too seriously, it would probably fit into Humor & Satire as well. Many thanks to "Snooker70" for his help and editing. ***** I was sitting in my favorite easy chair, watching some soccer on TV - Borussia Dortmund vs. Bayern Munich, if I remember correctly - generally trying not to think about anything else, when my dear wife Anna passe...
Chapter 6 Returning To The Womb I returned home late that morning feeling both refreshed and confused. I found my mother at the kitchen table reading the paper so I grabbed a cup of coffee, gave her a kiss hello, and joined her. "Mom, I really need your help. I've got so many things running through my head I can't think straight." One look at me and she...
Chapter 6: Returning To The Womb I returned home late that morning feeling both refreshed and confused. I found my mother at the kitchen table reading the paper so I grabbed a cup of coffee, gave her a kiss hello, and joined her. “Mom, I really need your help. I’ve got so many things running through my head I can’t think straight.” One look at me and sh...
Sometimes, it’s hard to tell if a wife is faithful. I found out about Debra fucking her boss only because I was keeping tabs on her drinking. We were in our late twenties, five years married and still much in love. At least I was. We both worked. I was a professor of English at the community college. Debra, an impeccable dresser, was an assistant manager at...
Carol stared at the frothing waves, churning against the jagged cliffs. Today was the day. After coming to this spot every day for a week, this was it. She was determined this time. Though to be fair, she had been committed each of those other days as well. No, today was it. Her throat tightened as she stared at her phone. She had just one bar. Hopefully,...
Author's Notes: Here is my contribution to the whole 2012, end of the world thing. I hope you enjoy this copywrited piece of fiction. If there is enough interest, I might continue this story line. I wrote it in the style of the old time movie shorts like Buck Rodgers, Superman, and such other Saturday Matinee fodder. With luck, this will be posted on either...
David isn't athletic, bright, or handsome. You can say, he's an average Joe who spent most of his time playing video games, but there's a reason for him being a shut-in. Throughout his life, he's been harassed by his family and peers. His older sister, Sarah, is a straight A's student, and every chance arises, called him a complete failure. His mother, Heath...
Author's Note: These are the final chapters of the story. I hope you enjoy! Chapter 16: Aftermath Fiona awoke, confused to find herself in her bed in the Princess's Tower in the Kype on Terra. She hadn't slept in this bed since... it had been how many cycles since the Autumnal Equinox? She couldn't actually remember. She lay in the bed trying to remember h...