An old man remembers. This is a true story, based on my life. I was 17 and bored. I worked in a Perfume factory as a line porter. I filled the machines with various creams, nail polish and big slabs of lipstick. There were 100 women and 5 men on the shop floor. Most of the women delighted in embarrassing and teasing me as I was by far the youngest. The e...
Chapter Three - Shopgirl Mary Pilson found that for a woman her age, living on her own was not easy. What little money she had saved she used to rent a dingy one-room coldwater flat. She managed to find a job as a shopgirl for minimum wages and long hours. She started at seven in the morning and finished at six in the evening. Mary had just enough time to c...
An overheard conversation at the office had caused tears to well up in the corners of her eyes, and she had fought valiantly to hold them at bay. Grateful that she had a private office, she had sagged against the closed door and her vision blurred as she lost the battle. Sobs wracked her body, her nose ran, and her breath came in shuddered gasps. After work,...
Thug sex Part I I'd been a bit of a geek at school and was bullied quite badly for always at the top of the class so; when I went to University at 18 I deliberately lost touch with everyone from school and our small village and successfully re-invented myself in the 'Big City.' I went wild; fucking anything with a pulse and after leaving with a very good De...
CHAPTER TWELVE "FELON, n. A person of greater enterprise than discretion, who in embracing an opportunity has formed an unfortunate attachment." – Ambrose Bierce Loki appeared in front of Taika's house and walked inside, "Good news," he announced, "The wards have been set up at Mayfield Road, but only there." Ranulf was pleased to hear that, he had been...
As Wayne entered the house, he dropped the mail onto the table by the door, and went down the hall to the kitchen and saw Charly in her black and white sweat suit, not with pants, but with shorts. Shorts that were barely covering Charly's curvaceous posterior. She was standing at the counter making lunch for the both of them. Wayne went to the counter, and...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * It was a chilly and windy midwinter evening with large snowflakes filling the air, which caused my best friend Alexander - "Lex" among his friends - to drive slowly on that lonely Scandinavian county road. We were on our way to my home in a rented Ford Transit van. Due to the bad weather we were later than...
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Going off to college changed my life. In high school I was a quiet, often bullied, nerd. Good grades, decent body, good habits, neat clothing and a horrible social life. All that changed in college. The August after I graduated from a southeastern high school, I left for a southwestern mid-sized coeducational college. Nobody cared about who I, or anyone els...
Please be aware, this is a work of fiction, all the characters, places and events portrayed in this story are fictional and represents no real persons or places. The author, in no way intends this story to be a argument against established history. As far as I'm aware no creatures such as are depicted in this story exist, except in myths and legends, like o...