Even though Kayla is my best friend, we do have a couple of disagreements. Our disagreements are more like evil pranks we pull on each other and they are always sexual. One time I swapped her body wash with super glue and she had her hands glued to her boobs for three days! I guess it made sense why she decided to play a cruel joke on me. It all started abou...
It had been only a week since I'd introduced "Desiree, the Hot to Trot Transvestite" to my girlfriend Suzie, leaving me not a bit surprised that she chose not to spend the very next weekend at my place. While she hadn't freaked out, she was concerned I was gay since I was so convincing but I assured her I was not. I planned on revealing the truth I'd been wi...
Mr. St. Franklin was a difficult man to be friends with. He viewed all others in order of their usefulness to him. Yet, Mr. St. Franklin, defying all odds, had a friend. He was Bob, who was without a doubt the nicest man in the twelve western states (as well as a grand swath of western Canada). Bob and Mr. St. Franklin had known each other since childhood....
At breakfast the next morning, Emma watched with growing irritation as Kate and Brad continued to enjoy their bizarre relationship. Kate had at last put down her one inch tall boyfriend, this time inside her bra, which gave Emma a chance to speak. "Katie, would you like me to look after Brad while you're at work today?" she whispered. "Thanks Em that woul...
Kate stepped into the CEO's office. "Good morning." He smiled. "Sit down." She nervously sat in the chair opposite his desk. "Do you know why I have called you here?" She shook her head. "Okay, well we are giving you a promotion. I want you to take over our warehouse in North London." Kate was shocked, she had been with the company for two years and to be gi...
Part One Brenda stood on the back porch of her neighbor's home. She was looking in the window at Paul. He seemed to be crying. Brenda held an envelope in her hand and that was the reason for her visit that Saturday afternoon. She was debating on leaving to return later. Paul seemed so distraught she imagined he had just learned of some great tragedy, su...
(This is a story based upon sexual metaphors which will only be funny if you look for every little pun and metaphor. But still, it's not that funny.) * * * * * One day Harold White and his buddy, Thin Man, were walking down to the nearest bowling alley. Today, they decided to take a shortcut through the woods. Though the route was actually a longer way, th...
Friday morning Lisa didn't push as hard as we ran. Instead we chatted more. She told me camera guy was actually a friend of hers, but she had no idea who the other guy was. Rob didn't text, which didn't bother as much as it should have. Lisa and I talked about men, women, sex, life, just everything. She was less dominant, and more a friend. She even bought m...
You welcome me at the door with that luminescent smile and give me a look of mock pity. It's a look others might use for a child who has gotten herself into an adorable predicament, but it's not condescending. "I figured it was bad when you asked to meet in the morning." You welcome me with a kiss, take my coat as you chatter. "But I didn't know it was that...
PART 1 Emily was sitting on the couch, reading her book. A breeze pushed its way through the open window, catching on the pages, gently ruffling them. The cool ocean air felt good on her skin, the smell of the beach relaxed her, the occasional crow of a seagull was melodic. Lexi was laying down on her stomach on the floor below her, working on a miniature...