Hello! Welcome to the waiting room for the World of Fucknowswhat. Now, this is my very first story so I apologise for any inconsistences, (I will do my best to rectify as immediately as possible) spelling errors, (I'm an idiot mostly) and any other flaws within said story, that being said, I hope you can enjoy regardless! Now, onto the good stuff, I shall ac...
My interactions with Katherine Bond would surely have reached the inevitable climax had it not been for the worst late-spring storm to hit the south coast of Britain in decades. I was getting ready for bed when the call came in from the night watchman at the Sewage Plant that the effluent was racing into the site, fueled by heavy rain. On the ocean side of...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no I do not want an editor. If this bothers you that much, just quit reading. Yes it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong c...
Two sides, a man and a woman. Two different versions of the same event. Would you believe a man further than you could throw him? Would a woman lie to protect the truth about a night she’d rather forget? Read what he says, read what she says – in your own mind you will know the truth. He says :-“The first thing I noticed about her was her eyes, sparkling di...
My Jewish roommate was sleeping with her boyfriend. And she wasn't shy about telling me what they did and occasionally tossing me out of our room so they could be alone. I think she enjoyed my wide-eyed reaction. For my part, I unloaded angst about trying to break away from my "lace-curtain Irish" upbringing and how I didn't have the courage to start. My...
"Whatever you do, don't scream," the flight engineer instructs in a hushed tone so not to break the concentration of the studious pilots. The P3-Charlie turns in a 45 degree angle to port as the pilot and copilot manipulate the 4 propeller naval aircraft for landing. Looking out the double-paned glass at the heavenly view, it's difficult to imagine the irony...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ I was sitting at my dining room table counting the week's taki...
Dawn of the Horny Dead – Radio Interviews Part 1 (c) GratefulFred "We will keep this emergency broadcast radio station on the air as long as we can. If you are just tuning in this is what we can report thus far. In just the last few hours it is estimated that several million or more sex-starved corpses are roaming the streets looking for sex. These corpses...
"From the crib to the grave You live as a slave And that's just a matter of fact" ― ODD TV, Illusions Government, in concert with an ignorant populace, had made my existence a sequence from Halloween ― during which Michael Myers relentlessly pursues Jamie Lee Curtis. My days were drowned in fear; my nights deluged in anxiety. I wasn't sure how long I'd...
"Would you like a to-go cup?" I looked up. There was my waitress. Violet, or that's what it said on her name tag. Damn cute little thing. Tall, lithe, fair skin, eyes as big as the rim of my glass. Bright red hair that would have made her look like a fast food mascot if it had been in pigtails (instead, pulled back in a ponytail). It's hard to say I have a...