Erik walks up to the front door of his home and pulls out his keys from his backpack. Unlocking the door and walking inside he takes a moment to stretch. Feeling relieved that finals are over and he isn't going back to school for a while he starts walking to the kitchen to grab a snack. Grabbing a protein bar and an apple he continues to his room, turns on h...
Life isn't fair. It's a simple concept and one that everyone has heard at some point in their life. Some people seem to have it all and others are left with practically nothing. Growing up in Los Angeles made that painfully obvious for Jake. Most of his classmates looked like they belonged on one of those high school dramas from TV filled with actor/models....
This story inspired by the writings of MonikerSmith and XXXecil Chapter 2 - The turning of Lee BEEP BEEP BEEP Lee with his head buried in his pillow still quiet groggy from sleep reached for that damned alarm clock, after knocking a glass of water and his glasses off the bedside table he finally switched it off. Lee listened to the sound of water from the...
Finals were finally in the box. In my nighttime research class students present an oral research project as part of their final. To insure that there is an audience on the final night of the presentations, I place a heavy penalty against unexcused absence. The penalty for this summer was that a student missing the final night would receive a zero for their o...
Ron smiled to himself. Susan would never know that he was here, cheating on her. He was out of town on business, just like he was a couple of days every week. He had grown tired of his wife, and their constant little spats upset him greatly. But now, he was with a beautiful woman, and she was going to take him back to his hotel room. They'd have hot sex, and...
Day 1 How do we find meaning without independence? Eight people. One room. Four walls. No doors. They awoke together, the groans of the first awakening the second, and so on, until they were all sitting up, examining their surroundings and each other. Before anyone could gather their wits, a deep voice poured out of the walls from every direction at once. “W...
This story is based on a game "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo" created by Dahakma. I would also like to thank one of my readers whose few ideas have been used in this episode. After the story was done I came up with an idea for an alternative route. Somewhere in the middle there is a fork on the road. The second version as well as the epilogue are at the end, after...
"Age is not a barrier…Many a good tune is played on old fiddles" I can still remember the first time I found out what it was to be a man. I guess I was about eighteen at the time and living in a rented room somewhere in the city. My landlady, who I had always referred to as Mrs. McLaren, had been kind enough to take me in at a reasonable rent when she found...
The morning light shone through the three skylights, down onto the bed and Tony thought that it was just about the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. He tried to remember last night but it was mostly a blur. He had been rushing home to his family through streets clogged with hysterical people as the huge comet glowing in the night sky hurtled toward Earth,...
A little story for the 2019 Halloween event. I truly love the Halloween season. It's that time of the year when I can mix my drugs haphazardly, and people willingly accept my strange behavior. Enjoy the season people. Don't let the world pass you by. If you need your stories to adhere to reality, then hit backspace now. Please read my profile for my stanc...