"Ladies and gentlemen, we are beginning our descent into Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport. Please put your seatbelts on and return your tray to their upright positions. Thank you for flying with Delta Airlines." I got excited. I was flying into Atlanta to watch the Celebration Bowl between the Southwestern Athletic Conference champion Grambli...
"Oh, they sent a woman," the balding man said. "Is that a problem Mr. Haley?" Sally replied. Her heels were starting to sink into the mud at her feet. Haley spat on the ground, "Naw. Not for me, but listen here, I've told them they don't need to send women out here. Hell, it's worse than when they send the men." He sounded genuinely concerned. Sally pres...
Gary and Tara weren't sure they were going t make it through this statewide lockdown. They both forced to stay home from work for at least several weeks while looking after five kids in a small house and it was starting to affect their sanity. They got married young; she was only 19 and he was 22. Their families both thought they were insane to get married...
As my master had requested, I retrieved the pizza boxes from the counter, grabbed some paper plates and brought them into the living room, sitting the boxes on the large ottoman / coffee table and handed each of the men a plate for themselves. I then asked if I could get them anything else to drink and they all responded that they wanted another beer so off...
Something Old, Something New One morning, a month or so later Bom was waiting for Zalen by the main entrance. "So it's ready then?" The architect tapped the huge door frame, then nodded. "Yep. The boys are still checking the pipes to make sure there's still running water everywhere but other than that we're done." "Pretty impressive considering it's onl...
Author's note: This story contains some anti-gay slurs. This is not meant to insult anyone, but they are necessary for the telling of this tale. I hope that the reader can see past any offense he might take, and understand why they are integral to the story. ***** Brandon's question caught her off guard. She'd thought that their afternoon was going well, b...
Thanks to Ruzie D for the edit. * It's kind of difficult to describe an alien catfish/slug's stomach but I'll try. It's like, well. . . years ago I watched this old cartoon, Star Trek I think, the cartoon, not the live one with the weird guy from T.J. Hooker. Well, one episode had the Enterprise get swallowed by this giant cloud thing and the inside looke...
So I've decided to write a second episode to this, without kinda finishing the first one. Re-reading it again, it felt like it had reached a natural climax (pun intended), so I thought I might just re-start again as there were some thoughts and ideas I wanted to explore that I didn't there. Reading Episode 1 is not essential. Knowing how to play Hearts is. W...
August 2, 2012 Session with Mistress Elektra of Houston I'm not exactly sure where I should start with this write up. Its now Friday, the day after my session. I am still enjoying the lovely after affects of our play, its a little difficult to focus on the events that lead up to this amazing visit. I guess I should begin with last week, I had mentioned in...
I went to an Eric Clapton/Muddy Waters concert in 1979 (Ticket price $7.50, including tax and no "transaction fee"). My roommate Alan and I got to the "festival seating" venue, where there are no seats on the floor and it's every-man-for-himself, very early--we were the very first people there--to get up real close to the stage and secure our spot front and...