The Case She Gave Me "Cheryl?" Lucky called as he stepped into a trashed dining room. The table had been turned over and a few chairs were scattered across the floor in pieces. "Cheryl!," he screamed as fright-filled him. What had happened here? He ran from the dining room, through the hallway and crashed into his master's bedroom as his heart beat so fas...
As always, thanks to all who give meaningful feedback. I enjoy emailing with you. Eddy Raven: One thing leads to another, as the door behind you locks, and before you really notice, you've gone too far to stop. + + + + + Ian: Just another day on the job. I'm needed for backup at a possible burglary. Most of these turn out to be false alarms, from residen...
Disclaimer: 'Wankers neck' is neither an actual clinical diagnosis or Latin term. The described treatment is fictitious and should not be requested from a licensed practitioner. Unlicensed practitioners should also be approached with caution with such a request. Please enjoy this story in the spirit intended. The Neck Injury. ***** "Wankers Neck!" That...
The company I work for is very progressive in that it has all sorts of perks for its employees. There is a cafeteria that serves fresh, organic non-gmo food, a meditation room with guided meditations twice a day, a fitness center, a library and a wellness program. Monday, Wednesday and Friday are yoga classes, which I have come to thoroughly enjoy. As a midd...
Requested by Lazy276. ***** "Bouenos dias world." Paola said as she yawned. She slept well, almost no disturbances. feeling refreshed and ready for another day of lectures on her favorite subject, sociology, she reached her hand to remove her blanket but couldn't find it, feeling only her smooth, naked body. She looked down and spotted the blanket, it was...
This is a parody... It is not real I was sitting on my sofa watching an LA Dodgers game, with my roommate, the very beautiful Erin Andrews. We have been friends for quite a while... just friends... Yes, I was living with a woman I was not fucking. I know that hurts my reputation, but it's the truth. She's married, so we share the house, but her husband was...
I woke up to a loud banging on my door. Five AM on a Monday? "Shit, this must be the police or someone's dead," I thought, stumbling out of bed and throwing on a pair of shorts. I was half-afraid, half-angry when I opened the door. It was Lisa, wearing a jogging outfit and holding a few bags. Her hair was pulled back, and her gaze was guarded as I stood ther...
It was a Sunday evening during winter break. A light dusting of snow was falling outside the window, while inside a heater was keeping the group warm and toasty. A soft murmuring could be heard as a quiet conversation was taking place. Maeda Hiroshi was laying on the room's sole bed, quietly thinking to himself. He felt very warm and relaxed despite the cold...
Conclusion of the weekend. Reading the first two parts will help you get a feel of what this guy is going through. Like I said before, I am just getting started out here and made some mistakes. Thanks to all those who took time to read the first two parts. I especially appreciate the help from those who also post stories here. ***** The ride home gave me s...
Jim's eyes fluttered open. His mind still half asleep all his senses were competing for his attention. There was the sound, piercing, insistent and for the life of him he had no idea what it was, he just knew he wanted it to stop. Lights flashed in front of his eyes, red. They were almost pretty, memories of tearing into wrapping paper danced across his mind...