First of all I want to take this opportunity to thank my editor for the patient and excellent works. This is the story I always want to write but couldn't without his help. You know who you are! Thanks!! This is a long story. It is not your typical lit story: exhibitionists/voyeurs, slower build up, and subtle. Please be warned. Lastly, comments are ver...
Once again, I must thank 'The Big Bopper' for his fabulous help, and patience. He has to be the best writer on here, he has helped me when others did not. This is a sequel, you need to read the first part of this story, 'Oh what a Surprise.' * I decided to meet John, at the local coffee shop, for I could not get my mind off what had happened at that wond...
This story was greatly inspired by the song "Your Love" by The Outfield. Great 80's song that I listened to one night and said "Hey, why not." This is also my first shot at a story and I admitted I didn't get an editor to look at it. So feel free to hack it to bits in the comments. I'm sure it needs it. ********** She was supposed to be somewhere else. Chr...
Calli stared at the phone and exhaled with a sigh of relief. She'd made it through another Friday night call from her mom. Again she'd managed to dodge the same questions and concerns she hears week after week: "Are you getting enough rest, Calli?" "Are you eating right, Calli?" "Met any new friends lately?" "Having Sam is good Calliope, but don't you nee...
Authors Note: This is part of a series and is built on characters and settings from previous chapters. * The morning after returning from the wedding reception I still felt hung over, and surprisingly horny given the amount of sex I'd had Saturday night and Sunday morning. To a large extent, much of it felt more like a dream world than reality, but at the...
As you might expect from the title, this story is a continuation of College Girls, Chapter 1. * The morning was chilly, but Susan still felt like having breakfast outside. Almost as soon as she'd sat down she heard someone coming up behind her. She looked up from her yogurt and saw Peter standing nearby, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. "Yo...
At five minutes of three I pulled up in front of Gleason’s office building. The same security guard we’d talked to earlier was standing out front. He smiled and walked over when he saw me. “Get it fixed?” he asked. “No problem,” I said. “Like I told Gleason, it’s just as good as it was this morning.” Gleason came out at three. I charged him two hundred do...
When I first saw you watching me, you might have caught me off-guard. I was just back from the office party, you see, the Christmas extravaganza of booze, banter and...well...babes, I suppose. But apparently I wasn't a babe, because I came away without even a random fondle. But I was certainly more than a little worse for the drink that night when I saw yo...
Danny stretched out on the lounge chair and let the rays of the setting sun warm his face. It was chilly on this beautiful October night, but the sun made the brisk evening palatable. This patio was his favorite part of his palace on the ridge. From here he could see the entire town below. With his telescope, he could even read the scoreboard at the high sch...
The word "existence" is used in place of "life" because so far no one has been able to define what exactly life is. That has puzzled many, including Erwin Schrodinger, a Nobel winning physicist who wrote a book titled: "What Is Life". What's more, most of this existence is mostly unknown to most of us. For instance, while we sleep, we may toss and turn ever...