There is an old saying about fishing and work. It goes something like this; 'The worst day fishing is better than the best day working'! I was having one of those days. Work had gone well and, in general, I suppose it was a good day. But, I was getting 'antsy' and I wanted to get 'out of here'. With it being Friday, I skipped lunch and headed home to get a...
Jack stood in the kitchen looking out the window into the back yard. It was a warm day in July, the summer sun hot overhead. His son, Brad, was enjoying his summer after his senior year in high school before he got ready for college. He watched his boy entertaining three girls from his class; they were all beautiful, barely clothed in the hot weather, and ei...
A few years ago I was in Peru for a few weeks of trekking. Following old Inca paths, I walked all the way from Cusco to the ancient ruins of Machu Picchu. The view was breathtaking and I spent hours climbing old stairs and visiting the rooms of this ancient temple. Some rooms were used by the Incas for the sacrifice of enemies to their gods; some others were...
Cara is so looking forward to her third visit to The Dungeon Room. She spends all week planning her schedule so that she knows there will be no interruptions come next Saturday. She has selected the school uniform shop where she needs to be the school clothes, and is really looking forward to doing that this afternoon. She wants to pick out the nicest unifo...
The very first day that I met Heather she made it clear to me that sex was very important to her. That same night, when she first saw me with my pants down, she explained that since my penis was way too small to ever satisfy her, she expected me to service her with my tongue and lips whenever she wanted. All my life I'd always loved fantasizing about being...
3000 CE - A Land of Ashes The hoverbike rumbled softly as Ness rode down the derelict highway. It was dark out, and the wind was ash. She looked again, across the desolate plains, at the metropolis gleaming in the distance. It shone like a hub of light, against the vast darkness of the broken world. A low rumble shook the dusty plains - a passing City, he...
(A story by Bros. Grimm, slightly altered by Gatorman) I know . . . You've already heard the story of Little Red Riding-hood, when you were a little boy or girl yourself. Only remember: THAT story was translated to English from the German story compiled by the Brothers Grimm, along with a LOT of other similar German "Fairy Tales." When they compiled t...
I was fresh out of high school and working as shampoo girl in Audrey's Beauty Parlor, a small neighborhood saloon. Minimum wage, shampooing the blue hair patrons and being general dog's body did not make for job satisfaction. I wanted something more exciting. I saw the ad while browsing through "Help Wanted" in the Weatherfield Recorder. "Traffic Girl". T...
Enjoy and remember to vote, it's one of the reasons we write. Constructive comments always welcomed. ***** Twenty-six year old Tess Henson looked at her cell phone. I was five minutes to twelve. She placed the phone into a desk drawer and stood, sliding her chair back. She went to a closet and opened the door to face a full length mirror. The image looking...
Chapter 7: Amelia Jane's night under the stars At first all was quiet in the market place. Darkness had fallen, and shadows and gloom crept around me. I could hear furtive rustling noises, as of tiny creatures. The night sky was clearing, and I looked up to observe the moon. It seemed strangely smaller than normal. I gave this circumstance no great amoun...