"Thorsen residence, This is Becky?" "Becky, are you sitting down? This is Kent" the caller introduced himself. "Yeah, I'm sitting. I'm surprised to hear from you is all. Its been what, nearly three years since there's been a lead?" Becky scolded. "About that - I'm not sure how pleased you'll be when you hear from whence came the lead," Kent sounded pensiv...
The lights were out. Drew couldn't see anything, but she could feel Lance's arms around her. She could hear his breathing, his heartbeat. Or is that mine? she wondered as the emergency light came on. Drew blinked and waited for her eyes to adjust. What had she done to piss off the fates that they would trap her in a lift with this man, who was now tighteni...
For as long as I can remember I've enjoyed the company of girls and women to that of men; probably because I was brought up by a single mother with three much older sisters. We weren't quite 'outsiders' in our small town but my Mother and eldest sisters Joan and Susan had what you would call 'reputations' as 'party girls' and even Karen managed to get pregna...
This is the story about how someone fucked up my life and I didn't even realise until it was too late and I was left with nothing but bittersweet memories and a real burning hatred for him and the worst part is I know he got away with it. To understand my story, I will go back to when I met the bastard at teacher training college in the 1980s. I am Francis...
"Well, that was kind of fun." Bradly laughed. Bryan was tucked up under his arm. The door opened and Darguni stopped and stared. "The shit?" Bradly jolted up. "Uh, hey. Soo... I have a boyfriend now." "What happened to Lydia?" "I have a girlfriend AND a boyfriend? I don't know. This is getting weirder by the minute." "Well that explains the glitter bo...
They were predicting violence in the streets and she had found a man. "Those your dolls?" He asked gruffly as she shut the door behind him. The porcelain dolls were standing and sitting, neatly organized on shelves screwed into the wall over her bed. They were similar in that they all had curly hair. They were different by hair color and dress. "Uh-huh," sh...
Melissa was hot. And she was sweaty. How was she supposed to sleep in these conditions? "Air conditioning" she thought, "is great, if it's working." Irritated, too uncomfortable to sleep, too restless to read a book or watch TV, she stewed, grumbling to herself. Two in the morning was a rotten time to be awake, she decided. She had to do something before s...
Last week, Lissy approached me and asked if I would mind if our long time friend Tina came for a visit. Both Lissy and Tina are teachers and it just so happened that their spring-breaks coincided this year. Since Lissy still wasn't feeling that good due to the pregnancy, I said yes, thinking that Tina's presence would help keep her mind off the sickness and...
(The story so far: Toyboy, who sells innovative dildos, meets Softpetals who links him up with a friend of hers who needs to be satisfied.) Toyboy dreamed of the upcoming encounter with the woman Softpetals had spoken of. How old would the woman be and how sexy? Well, one wouldn't take a second look at Softpetals, but he had pleasured her and that was it....
Revenge can be an ugly thing, but sometimes, as they say 'revenge can be sweet'. My first wife really had been what Mrs. O'Meara called her, a shrike. For some reason I'll never understand Angela had decided she could never be faithful and she decided she needed an excuse. Her excuse had been her 'alleged' dissatisfaction with my manhood. She'd torn me up on...