BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS Anhedonia plagued him at the oddest times. Often, and especially, on Sundays. As Oliver stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind him with a twist of the expensive lacquered doorknob, he realized that not a single person had asked him a question about himself in sixty-eight days. One more day and a grim numeric milestone...
I woke up with the knowledge of who I was fighting. I knew my opponent but not how to beat her. My previous searches about the dress had yielded nothing. Maybe I should just have burnt the dress. I decided against that. If I burnt the dress, I could solve my problems or destroy any chance of resolution. It was too much to risk. I would research the owner of...
You showed no hesitation in signing up to my life drawing class when I told you that you would be the only man. The charge for the course was so low, I explained, because we didn't hire models. Instead, each week a student would take a turn to pose naked for the rest of the class. If this intimidated you, perhaps the price of taking off your clothes before...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2005 This story is based on a 220-word story in German starting 'Mir gegenuber' and the author has adapted the basic translation to form a new story. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of those parts of this story that are his original work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are i...
It had been planned for some time and now the anticipation was finally over. They were staying at the ridiculously romantic hotel on the Island of Pang Kor Lao, just for a few days but this was a special celebration, their twentieth wedding anniversary. Actually the anticipation was far from over as the day rolled on towards dinner. She had decided on an a...
This looked to be a great concert. An eclectic assortment of bands had gathered for the weekend at one of the city’s most popular outdoor venues. The rolling, grassy hills descended upon the main stage area like a royal entrance. Footpaths marked the intended progression to the stage area, but most of the concert’s guests were scattering themselves on che...
Important note: This is NOT my story. I found this on the web a long time ago and kept it. I thought it was cool so I'm posting it. I've searched for it and never found it again. If you know the author or if this offends people, I will take this down gladly. I have not even changed the grammar mistakes. ***** Normally, a friend saying "hello" does not make...
Rachel Rachel was about five foot nine to five-ten, slim and athletic with brown hair. Like any woman over 35 she had done the sensible thing to stay in the game: she kept herself toned and got herself a set of 'bolt-ons' - that is fake breasts to the non-Australian. This physique, along with her age, made you not just want her, but actually need her. She...
The weather had turned cold over the week and everyone suited up in pants and jumper. Snow started to fall the day before last. Scarves, gloves and beanies were also present. I had even seen a few earmuffs. As the class entered the room they seemed to sit closer together for warmth. I noticed Lara wore grey track pants and a grey zip up jumper. A rainbow sca...
Our primal instincts work for us naturally without us asking, why? I wonder at times why we don't play on these actions when it comes to our sexual wants or fantasies? Our fantasies have became predetermined just as the word provokes. Fantasy! Not primal instinct. But due to our natural sides that exist in all of us we tend to cover up those very wants and...