I was married to Gayle for a decade. We met when she applied for and got a hostess position in my restaurant. She was tightly beautiful, in an elfin kind of way. She was into Goth, wore black, and really laid on the make-up. I had to ask her to tone it down a bit when she was at work, it made the customers nervous. She was so happy to have the job that she c...
It was cold. Pitch black. The cold was everywhere, the worst of it coming from the hard metal surface beneath her. It seeped into her bare skin, holding tight in an unforgiving grip. Despite all efforts, she was unable to move a muscle, a prisoner of the dark, and the relentless chilled air surrounding her. She'd lost track of how long she'd laid in the dar...
A Turn For The Worse And so the Wrens and Leading Recruits settled into a routine. They knew that if they just spent their days jollying, drinking, having sex, and carousing that HMS Chelmsford would soon deteriorate into a shitfight, so they agreed to apply some discipline and stick to strict routines. The Royal Navy has run on routines from time immemor...
by Shale & Pierced Shale wandered into the harsh, fluorescent lit room and took a seat with the other applicants. He saw the ad in the college rag about participants in a study and figured he could pick up some extra change. Living on social security was tight, just like he expected, but he was a young 65 and could still do gigs at the university, modeling...
Ed, a remarkably brilliant genetic scientist and doctor, worked diligently for many years at a major genetic research institute with a particular goal in mind - transforming his girlfriend, Gloria, into the woman of his wildest dreams. Finally, he secretively achieves the genetic breakthroughs he needs, the hardest of which is to get genetic modifications to...
Pat is an 'interdimensional ambulatory intelligence' (Pat's words, not mine) that happened into our lives by way of a mysterious unordered pizza delivery while Chancy and I were practicing selections from the Illustrated Kama Sutra while high on home-brewed angel trumpet flower infusion and a semi-heroic dose of Psilocybe cubensis var. 'Golden Teacher'. No...
Your man: Isn't he great? He swept you off your feet, looks after you, is always there for you when you need him, always keen to help around the house. He buys you flowers and jewellery all the time, and takes you off on romantic weekends to far away exotic sun kissed destinations. He tells you how beautiful you are, and how much you mean to him. He neve...
Becky is the kind of friend you can confide in. She's the kind of friend you can whine to about your spouse, cry with, drink with or tell your deepest hang-ups to. She's the kind of friend who gives you a bath if you're unable. Those kinds of friends don't grow on trees. So when Becky approached me wearing a scowl, I was ready for anything – including doing...
Day 2 The doorbell went again early the next morning. "Hi Anne." "Morning," she replied sombrely. "You decided to come back then." "Well, you are clearly one disgusting, dirty old pervert who has no business being a college professor, but I need the money. Simple as that." "What you say is most probably true Anne. I am a dirty old pervert and my fetis...
'Alice, you okay? Haven't seen you up and about this morning, Darling!' 'That's because I am dressmaking, you will invite me out to these do's and things and I have nothing to wear.' 'That's how I like you best, Alice, me Old Fruit, nothing on!' 'You have me all sore down there with what you did to me yesterday, Terry, you blooming sex terror!' 'I'm comi...