This story is based upon real events in 1975. Jean pounded on the steering wheel of her old Rambler sedan, "Shit, shit, shit!" Her heart was pounding after skidding into a water-filled ditch. She tried hitting the gas, but the tires just spun. Torrential rain beat on the car and obscured her view of the desolate country road. A large tree branch slammed in...
"Mistress LF Slave Boy. W4M, 18-28" was the title of the Craigslist add. Trey, a 25 year old beta male, had taken to perusing various personals listings. He wasn't much of a bar kind of guy, nor did he know much about how to go out and meet women. Sifting through the postings mostly made by men Trey had managed to come across several listings by women that s...
Summertime was over and I was in the middle of my first semester at Parkston Junior College. Carrying a full load didn't give me much time to make the trip back and forth from Auntie Em's so with Mom's and my auntie's financial assistance, I was able to rent a small studio apartment just a couple of blocks from the college. Made for some lonesome nights. I...
Tracey looked for address numbers as she walked the New York sidewalk near Wall Street. It was a cool, gray November afternoon, and the streets were a flow of well-dressed professional men and women shouldering expensive bags and purses, pushing past wandering tourists with cameras and shopping bags. A homeless man sat with a sad-looking German Shepard, tryi...
Debbie always woke up slowly, and in that one narrow, specific sense, this day was no exception. For the first thirty seconds or so, she really just laid there and savored the delightful sensations of half-asleepness. She had just started the full body stretch that would really begin her day when some recollection of the events of the previous night started...
The snow was coming down in gusting sheets blowing across the road so hard that it was amazing I could even see to drive. Even with the wipers on the high speed setting, the windshield seemed to add more and more snow as I pressed onward and upward towards McKenna's Pass. Mountain roads at night are bad enough to drive on, but with the heavy snow and the hid...
As Alex walked back toward the employees' exit, he began to recount how his life had transformed. How did an assertive, confident and successful man transform into the simpering, cock-locked humiliation toy his girlfriend and her bull had created? The answer, as it was with nearly everything in his life, narrowed down to his own choices and desires. Erin ha...
1969: Dinner finished. Louise's three older siblings left for Friday night fun. Mrs. Mancini, who slept with bells around her wrists and ankles, was in the living room reading to little Johnny. Louise poked her head into the living room to stick her tongue out at the back of their heads. When her father said from behind her, "C'mon, I'll take you to Cone...
It had been a long dusty summer and every day another group of hopefuls came into town for one last good meal before heading out to the mines. I could read the looks on their faces as they dismounted and strutted into the saloon. Some were hunched over in desperation for a drink and some couldn't resist flashing the sack of gold they got lucky on. Either wa...
I met Denise my junior year in college. She was a cute brunette and a year behind me with a liberal arts major. I was in Vocational Education and wanted to be a counselor. By June of my senior year, she was three months pregnant. I guess the pill is only 90% effective. She didn't finished her last year. We were going to get married anyway, it just upped the...