High school was finally over! I couldn't have been happier. For the first time I was looking toward the future with the plans I had made. I had to decide between going with the arts and dance or into the math and science. Luckily I had a head on my shoulders and realized that dancing is a young girls game so I went for math. I was enrolled in the undergrad p...
It was a cold, damp, evening when Jessie came home from work. Rain had been falling most of the day, and she couldn't wait to get inside the house where she knew it was warm. It was Friday night, and work had been awful all week. This seemed like the appropriate weather for a long gloomy week. All she could think about was her date with her best friend Allie...
Lena stopped suddenly in her tracks. The animal was huge and looking right at her. Though the face was cute, Lena wasn't fooled. The animal's mouth was wide and panting, and the teeth looked were shard and carnivorous. He looked like he could crunch those teeth right into her flesh and bones, and he looked hungry. Lena was too frightened to move. The anima...
Pauline and Ruth Eleanor had left after they watched Liz and Jackie absorb their punishment on upturned bare bottoms turning red. "No telling where this little game will wind up after we've been at it a while," said Ruth Eleanor. There could be some real interesting interactions." "I have to admit that watching Jackie and Liz getting theirs got to me," sai...
The door to the young prince's room burst open, and Goben stood panting in it's frame. Prince Galome III sat calmly by the window of this, the highest room in the tallest tower of the palace, and his private study. He gazed upon his bustling people in the city below and the birds that flew over them. Goben dropped to a knee and lowered his eyes, sweat drippi...
A brisk wind, chill from the night, began its decent into dawn with one last caress over the grassy hills and plains. With a determination unseen by the human eye the fierce current blew, dancing and twisting as waves crashed upon the ocean front. With it were carried leaves, turning, rising and falling, untamed by invisible threads which seemed to draw from...
Hold on, let me get this cork out of this champagne bottle! God, that's a great sound, isn't it? Here, give me your champagne flute. Nice. I love how that bubbles up to the top of the glass like that. Small bubbles is a sign of superior champagne, so they say. Alright. There we go. Hey Baby! Let's raise our glasses of champagne together and toast the end o...
This is a story I wrote several years ago for a men's adventure magazine, but it folded before it got off the ground. No sex, but it has adventure and romance, and I hope you enjoy it. As always, feedback is encouraged. Thanks! * "Goddamn it, we don't have time for this!" The lieutenant's big fist slammed down on the desk, slopping the lukewarm coffee over...
August 1936 Jack Reynolds wiped the sweat from his eyes and stepped back. The afternoon was hot and he had been hard at for hours, least ways, it felt like hours. "What're you doing?" He started at the unexpected voice and turned. The owner of the voice was staring at him quizzically. "Working on my boat. What does it look like?" The girl said nothing...
Welcome everyone. I apologize if these notes are longer than the usual author's pre-amble, but given that this is my first submission and those reading this have no idea what to expect or what my preferences are, I figured I'd prewarn you. This is a dark work. A lot of stories I find have some feel good elements where everyone winds up more or less happy --...