It doesn't take long for life to unwind. One day cock of the farm-yard, the next a feather duster. It took more than a day for me, just over a year. I had turned 50 when they moved my company abroad. I was a junior manager, more a supervisor really, having worked my way up from the shop floor. My wife and I had a house in a good part of town; our two kids we...
Born To Fly...Among Other Things Ch. 1 I should warn you, if scat is offensive to you, move on to another story. But, if you LOVE to read about sex and shit, read on. * * * * * I was SOOOO exited. I was backstage at a Sara Evans concert. That wasn't what exited me most, though. If my luck kept going the way it was, I was gonna have sex with Sara. This ti...
The Bowing Tea Leaf café was separated by a small pond that couldn't have been deeper than two feet. Red-Eared Sliders sat on the rocks in the pond and hoped for sunlight, but instead receiving nothing but the beating of the wind outside, which surreptitiously blew the snow around into small and hidden whirlwinds. And the Koi in the pond swam endlessly in ci...
My rusted, green Toyota Tercel pulls into the mall parking lot. I pick a spot at the back, beyond where even employees park. The next car is a blue pickup 20 spots away. No one parks here, except at Christmas. But I know that I'll soon need the privacy. I'm a freak, a cross-dresser, a sex weirdo. I've driven to this suburban shopping center an hour from my...
Matt arrived home late one night. He'd had a prick of a day. The boss had been in a foul mood and Amy his damn secretary hadn't come in to work or called in sick. He had to answer his own phone and get his own coffee. "Goddamn, Amy made a decent cup of coffee. " Matt thought to himself. He was looking forward to spending some time with his kids and Jen, hi...
It takes longer than two days to get the bike ready for travel and Alice's business to be sold. She does well in the sale. Her books are in excellent shape and show a business value higher than she thought. In addition, her building is also worth quite a bit more than expected. Her sale price was more than a million and three quarters, a good bit more than a...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Please vote. * What I Did During Summer Vacation When most others have barbeques and pool parties, others write letters during the long, hot summer. Dear Anthony, How's your summer? Have you taken the kids anywhere on their summer vacation? Unfortunately, things don't look good for me. This is my last letter to y...
(Note from the author -- Whilst this story follows on from Just Four Friends, I hope that it is complete enough to be enjoyed on its own. Please rate it and have fun!) * I gasped in shocked amusement as Anna held up a dress, well what loosely could be called a dress. Black PVC with straps, zips, buckles, chains and studs was not my normal attire; even the...
Fear isn't something I let control me. Sure, I'm not a bodybuilder, I'm kind of small for my gender, but I can handle myself. One on one. Being the target of a lynching had never crossed my mind until my girlfriend dragged me along to Las Vegas to attend a convention of the National Lesbian Alliance. I was thinking about this new-found fear when my girlfrie...
She never grew tired of watching him. She was sure the strength of the current between them would have ebbed by now, but just when she thought they had settled into some kind of comfortable routine... Bam! It would hit her again out of nowhere. It was usually something simple, like a lazy half-smile or the way his hand grazed her hip when he moved past her i...