Recently, we saw a photo of flowers lying in a trash can. We couldn't help but wonder at the story behind such a scene. This is a short one with little sex and a few stories within the story. Everyone portrayed is over eighteen. This is fiction; as always, all characters and events, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living o...
* * * I would like to thank my editors for the hard work they have done on my story. I had BGMISFUN, do the first draft of my story. I was really happy with all the corrections he did to my story. I then had some more thoughts about my story. I contacted Shelves to read it over and make corrections. I was really happy with his editing of my story. I think i...
She had gone to sleep the night before pensive about him; he hadn't even tried to touch her much less fuck her even though he asked her to stay with him at his cabin this weekend. It was a sunny, Saturday morning and he had just left to do some more work in town and would be back to the cabin later in the afternoon. He kissed her softly on the cheek before...
Chapter 6 - A night at the Tri-Alpha House As soon as the ceremony ended and the 80 fraternity and sorority members left the room, Tracy ordered her group to kneel so she could take off their blindfolds and handcuffs. The pledges returned the restraints to the black bag. Tracy then ordered the pledges to get some cleaning supplies and to clean up the ceremo...
I was frozen.... Frank pulled the binoculars from my hands. "I want to see. Looks like some good stuff on the Cuban boys boat today." Numb from what I had just seen I mumbled, "Yeah, good stuff." I felt that I had been kicked in the gut. The boat docked, two young male marina workers ran to the end of the dock, to fasten lines. Soon the group was walking...
He arrived home from Iraq on a morning that was stifled with the scent of things dead and living, some of them newly refreshed and ready, some wilted flowers brushed at his subconscious, rubbing themselves against the scuffed toe of his boots, at which he winced. He looked at the card in his hand; the script was cursive, curly, embossed against the stark rib...
In celebration of Earth Day, I want to look at some simple things that all families can do each and every day that would make a major difference to slowing if not reversing Climate Change. I want to focus on what has been coined as the new 3 R's: reduce, re-use, recycle. But before we look at the specifics, I want to begin with the basics: why your family sh...
Macy said she bought the chair because the man at the secondhand shop had claimed it was haunted. Being superstitious and into the phenomenon of the unexplained, it was right up her alley. Plus, it was only ten dollars, and it would fit in with our annual Halloween parties. She'd throw a blanket over it the rest of the year...or something. But I knew it was...
"This is so gross." I sighed, staring down at the girl lying on my bed. "Why do I have to be so shameless and cheap." She was just lying there, naked, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes open and unblinking. No... she wasn't a dead hooker. Actually, she was never alive in the first place. She was one of those pricey sex dolls you've heard about on the intern...
The anticipation for Saturday night was just about too much for Michael. He was worthless all day on Saturday. He had work to do at home, but he had to go off by himself twice to jerk off just so he could get something done. He went into town and ran into Brad and Kevin. They said there was going to be a big bonfire at Paul's, so everyone had to pitch in som...