At last Kate could be alone. The dry wind that tossed her hair also stung her road worn eyes as she blinked into the setting sun. She pressed her foot into the accelerator and made her T-Bird fly; putting as much road between her and problems at home as possible. Swinging into the lot of a dusty motor inn, Kate noticed a sweet young man checking in. He flas...
A five hour drive home from a week visiting my parents. It was his first meeting with them, and he'd done well. He'd ignored my dad's jibes, and attended to my mom's interminable stories. We'd stayed at my sister's house. She's a prude, and while she didn't object to us sharing her guest bedroom, if she'd caught wind of any sex there would have been no end o...
New York has never been more brilliant. From the driver's seat of your Honda Pantheus it's a blur of neon glows and the strobe of office windows seen between concrete traffic pylons. In your wake it's all a river of light and the sense of euphoria you feel as you step on the accelerator can only be matched by the ravenous curiosity about your late night rend...
Author's Note: I want to thank everyone who responded to the Review Essay submission I made about how to end The Perfect Pussy, both on the site and through Feedback. To be honest, it was a mixed bag so I did some writing and doodling and tried a bunch of idea, what I came up with can be found in this and in the What If I wrote called Mistaken Identity. I ho...
It had been a good party. In the company of friends and family, she could always forget for a moment what she was. And tonight she had done just that. When in large groups of people, she could steal away from him and be with her girlfriends or her cousins or with people she didn't know, and could carry on an intelligent conversation. She could discuss reli...
Helena tried her best to keep calm. The minutes were dragging on like hours and she had to keep still or else risk waking Brooks. She was so happy when he finally rolled over in his sleep and released her. She tried her best to hide the light and checked the time on her phone. It was almost eleven. She was careful not to make a noise when she walked toward...
For those narrow-sighted people who simply don't believe in monsters and demons, I offer one simple word: Tuesday. For me, Tuesday's utter vapidity has grown into a more fearsome creature than any long-toothed beastie my subconscious has ever concocted. Monday might represent the depressing beginning of the work week, but when you have a blisteringly boring...
Liz is getting very frustrated. She has been married to John for four years now and there are things in their marriage that are not quite right. They've bought a house with help from both their wealthy parents. John has good job and they could easily manage without Liz's wages. Liz wants to start a family but she knows that you cannot do that until she irons...
Tina towered over me, all plump, 6 foot-3 inches of blond, blue eyed woman. I looked straight up. She had her hands on her hips. "Hey, Carlos. Sarah needs another half hour," she said. "God damn it. I don't want to be here. I want to get out, have a drink, relax." She slid her hand over my chest. I looked sideways at her big beautiful legs, no more than in...
Again under no circumstances read this story if you find anything offensive about chapters 1 or 2. As I lay there paralysed it was impossible to know just how much I had swallowed, all I knew was that I never felt so low and yet to my infinite shame so high. I could feel the shit in every orifice of my body, slithering down my throat throughout my body, s...