Warning: the story is still in its build-up phase...teasing only! ---------------------------- With Lexi in the car, the drive downtown seemed to fly by. Before I knew it, we were pulling into the Back Bay Garage. A short walk later, we were sitting in the sunny window of another cafe, this time on stools set close together so that our thighs nestled comfo...
As I write this both my wife and I are sitting in jail waiting to go on trial for murder. We are telling everyone we are not guilty of murder but I'm coming to the conclusion that what we say is irrelevant. It's irrelevant to the police and the District Attorney who think that we killed the young woman named Sandra Hamilton and nothing that we say or do is...
Another episode in the transvestite life of 18 year old Robert. The journey home was a long one. Margaret gave me a piece of her mind for not giving her the attention I should have done. I was sharing the back seat with her, and Sarah was in the front beside John. Soon Sarah was doing exactly the same to John, telling him how she had saved us all from disc...
As always, thanks to Boheminxen for editing. * Chapter 2: Avenging My Friend The marriage was a lovely affair. It consisted of Ayano, Tsukiumi, a monk, and me in a small, private room. There was more to showing off our union to the Brotherhood of Japan than the wedding itself. Since I must marry, I am pleased it is with Ayano. She looked absolutely stunn...
It was day one back within the walls of what I had once considered solitary confinement. The school had always been filled with students yet I'd always felt it to be a lonesome place. It had felt like there was a conspiracy to ignore me. Being ignored can feel like not existing. Four years later there I was, in charge. I stood in the front of a classroom I h...
A Note to the Reader This is a work of pure fiction intended for an adult audience. It's the first story I've shared publicly. Many of my stories have existed for only a day before being relegated to the trash bin, and gosh darn it I'm tired of doing that. This was a fun one to write, and I hope you find it enjoyable. * Prelude: 1976 Katie was the kind...
Camille Charmane Jackson was the name given to me by my dear mother. I later had my last name legally changed and took my father's name. I was born in 1937, in my parent's house in the northeastern coastal region of Florida. My father was a white businessman and my mother his black lover. Our lives were strange to say the least. Mama lived with my father and...
Here is another quick shorty, not worthy of too much editing. It's just an utterly silly scenario, and it doesn't get too hardcore. I'm throwing it in exhibitionism since it plays on that element, and there is no relationship element to this story. No imaginary characters were harmed in the writing of this story. Cheers! Thanks for all the encouragement, fol...
Brian and Renee Collins noticed the light was on when they pulled into the driveway of their modest, three-bedroom home on 2493 Balfour Lane. "Well, the house didn't burn down," Brian said. Renee rolled her eyes. Brian always said that whenever they left a babysitter in charge. Brian didn't understand why Renee always sighed whenever he said that. The chil...
It has seemed a really good idea at the time. Bethany had always been like Emma's adopted kid sister. Her cousin had been born when Emma was twelve, and as a young teenager Emma had delighted in playing with the toddler. When Bethany had her first day at school, Emma had taken her little cousin to the gate, to give her the confidence that even her own mummy...