My breathing was shallow and my heart was beating fast; much faster than it should be for someone standing still. I felt like my body was covered in sweat, although the shower I had taken five minutes ago had made sure that couldn't be the case. I felt a pressure on my hand. Caroline had reached out and was holding my hand in hers. "Nervous." It was both s...
The Play Is The Thing 1 Cordville Occupational College is known for business, computer, and secretarial classes, a decent sports program, and even a fair automotive department, but not drama. I was one of about twenty students, ironically there were twelve boys and only eight girls in the program. I soon became the second in command, behind Roxy Hart, the 5...
Sunday Morning A text from Jamie Saturday night asked if we could go for breakfast the next morning and I agreed, stuck in the cooler at work fighting a tower of Dr. Pepper that was threatening to fall over any second. Of course it did and I had to mop the mess up, hoping a meteor was heading for whoever had fucked up such a simple job of stacking shit! I...
I hope everyone is enjoying these characters. This chapter continues the drama between Ben and Nadia. Enjoy! * "Shit shit shit! Where the hell is that shoe!" Nadia exclaimed to herself while rapidly digging through her closet. Sometimes having a thousand pairs of shoes in a very small closet drove her crazy. There was only one pair of silver strappy heels...
So, as you might have figured from Prequel: I, Titman, I had a little fight with my gal. She was on fire in bed as I nailed her the best I ever had, telling me "I'll give you anything you want" when in fact she was sticking her ass up and wanting me to ream it good. Well, at this time I was only 21 and I was getting laid all I want... Why go dry in the ass?...
It was a glaringly hot day in London. Even the police were wearing short sleeved shirts. Victoria hurried along the bustling and packed streets. She was breathing fast and kept glancing at her phone to check the time and location. Using an app to find the small theater. Just turned nineteen and still in drama school. She had spotted the open auditions by ch...
Claire casually walked over in the direction of the group of girls sitting in their circle on the school oval, trying desperately to conceal the excitement that was coursing through her body. As she approached, they all seemed to hush. She didn't want to alarm them too much and so passed them by at a reasonable distance, rather than right beside them. The re...
Prologue Note: This series is autobiographic, the events are true as I can get 'em to memory, but it's been 22 years and a few details may have run together. It's long and takes a while to pick up steam, hopefully not too boring ^_^ In 1996 I was active duty Navy and assigned to my first ship, a guided missile frigate home-ported in Mississippi. I was 2...
My name is Fred. I am in graduate school in History at a Large Midwestern State University known for its outstanding basketball. I grew up in-state here in a mid-sized fallen industrial town. My town used to have factories. They are all in China now. I'm a mongrel. A little Polish, German, English, Italian and whatever mix accumulated in the family tree ove...
In many ways, I was still a hick from Iowa - just a few years removed from a slow moving town in the middle of nowhere and with a secret past that could destroy me. Now here I was living in Seattle during the early explosive years of the internet boom of the 1990's. Money was flowing through Seattle like water then - Microsoft money, Amazon money, Nintendo...