Thomas Albright sat up in bed at the beginning of a new day. His bedroom faced east, so the dawn usually served him better than an alarm clock. All was silent in the house: his four year old daughter Amanda wasn't stirring yet. Shaking the cobwebs from his head, he got up, took off his pajamas and hopped into the shower. As he soaped himself, his manhood st...
This is 100% true. This happened last summer, but I was too busy with college stuff to write it, so I apologize for the delay. Hope you like it. * It's almost a rite of passage these days for a teenage boy to go camping with friends. And believe me, if I'd known how this would turn out, I would've gone ages ago. I got the opportunity one day in July, when...
"What are we going to do now, Chuck?" asked a teary-eyed Janice. "I really should divorce him, if I had any pride left. It's just that I think I still have feelings for him. I'm just not sure if it's enough." "I know exactly what you mean, Janice. Logically speaking, we should shoot them both and make it look like a murder-suicide," I suggested. "We both kn...
(Crazy stuff down there in Reno. Hell, I find some woman naked in the hallway? Now I have seen the videos of people playing games like this, you probably have also. The common scenario is doing something like ordering room service, the wife opens the door and loses control of the towel to flash whoever arrives? Then there is the pizza delivery boy scenario...
Jane spent a lot of time rummaging through her arsenal, deciding which lotion was best for pork belly's rubdown. It gave the camera more time to idolize her figure. "I didn't realize pork belly was staring at my butt," Jane said. "Look at that. Jesus, now I'm embarrassed. I was really bending over there. You can see my crack. Gee, you really learn a lot wh...
Recently, and inexplicably, a number of fifty dollar words have wormed their way into my vocabulary. I have an irresistible impulse to use them in a story (I don't know if there is a word for that condition). So that you don't think that I'm a totally pretentious asshole, I'll define them for you at the start: Atychiphobia – unwarranted fear of failure Conc...
At 5:34 A.M. Dave Tremont quietly nudged Candi Palmer awake. Peeling his arm out from under her he held a finger to her lips to maintain silence. She was so tired and drunk that she could barely react. Still, Dave had to keep her silent for fear that his younger sister would discover that he had snuck her into his bedroom. He felt like a little child havin...
TIME FOR PLAN W As I was driving, Bobby continued to lean forward, her face somewhere between my ear and Val's, so she could be heard over the drone of the knobby tires on the pavement. "I'm not going to do any of the things you suggested, Ken. As I was listening to what Paul had to say, I kept thinking that letting Terry get involved in a thing that's real...
Fred heard a tinkling noise about half an hour before his usual getting-up time. Anita jerked herself awake, realized where she was, and jumped up to turn off the alarm on her cell phone. Then she turned to Fred. "Did I fall asleep on us? I need to make that up to you!" and she dove onto the bed and swarmed all over him, covering him with kisses and making s...
All characters are adults. Reminder. This tale is noire, and noire is neither kind nor gentle nor uplifting. It's supposed to stun and sting and offend. ***** I got sick as shit one night so they tied my sixty-five year old ass up in a straight jacket and hockey mask, like I was Hannibal fucking Lector, and led me off to the infirmary with an armed escort...