Misty sat at the windowsill watching the falling rain turn to snow. "Wonderful," she said sarcastically. "Just what I want, a white Valentine's Day." She popped another chocolate. It seemed all her friends had given her chocolate as a consolation gift for the holiday. Mmm, caramel, yet another reminder that Jason had taken his size two secretary on the week...
lover: how are ya now? me: still not happy lover: hmm. what can i do to fix that.. me: idk lover.. fucking me senseless would be a good start lover: i walk up from behind you and wrap my left arm around you so i can grab your right tit. i rub it roughly and pinch its nipple as i crane your neck around with my hand to kiss you hard on the lips me: whimpe...
"Fuck this snow." "Screw the idiots that think they know how to drive in it." I was stuck in a snow storm with a bunch of shitty drivers making things worse then it had to be. "Don't slow done you freaking idiots, never stop when going up a hill in a snow storm." "Shit, he stopped" Now I have to try to back down the hill without sliding off of the roa...
I was driving down the road and all of a sudden my car stalled and died. I could not believe this was happening to me. I just got my car out of the shop and it stalls! WHAT THE FUCK! I don't know what is worse: my car stalling or my boyfriend breaking up with me today. But I guess it could be worse. I could be out of town and be a stranger to the area. So I...
Chapter one: The arrival You have arrived in New Zealand with the idea that we would try living together, I had found an apartment and you had already arranged work before you came.. The day was bleak raining and cold and I had dressed carefully before going to the airport to pick you up. I was both nervous and excited, finally we would be together after mo...
I arrive at our prescribed meeting place a little early—pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. I have already smoked three cigarettes in ten minutes, and there is still 12 minutes until you are supposed to arrive. I continue to pace—puffing—checking my watch—pacing—looking back and forth—pacing! My heart flutters as I spy you about 100 feet away. Your pi...
"Hiking in the springtime has to be God's gift to us after enduring winter," I was thinking to myself as I walked besides the little shallow country creek. Around me there was the renewal of life everywhere from the fresh green grass, budding leaves on the trees to the scampering of squirrels trying to locate the various nuts they buried last winter. Growi...
Fish for a Story Idea, a Word or Literary Inspiration I observed a friend writing. She was sitting with a small stack of papers in her lap and a pencil in her hand. She would look outward, not really looking at anything specifically but instead she was fishing for words to use that would fit into her write. She scribbled on the paper and then looked upward...
Oh how I would love to dress in a thin, silky blouse tucked into a short, leather skirt with a garter belt and stockings, but no panties and no bra ... I would pick a dark alley to walk down, one I knew that you would be waiting in, you and ten of your friends... You would grab me, pull me into an abandoned warehouse where you would have tarps laid out. I w...
The walls of the cold, dimly lit hall were filthy, the rough marble covered in black grime and the occasional splatter of old blood. Two orcs sat in a corner on either side of a crude stone table, the scrawny one squatting on an ironwood chest, while the larger, more imposing uruk was fortunate enough to have a stool. The latter, Gúmbúk was slouched against...