I met with Edgar Montoya a few days later. He didn't have an opening in his schedule so he offered to meet with me at lunch. I told him of the verbal agreement to purchase the house and gave him the pertinent details. He explained the due diligence and closing processes and suggested we meet in his office rather than the bank. He didn't usually work Saturday...
All participants are aged eighteen or over. ***** I was born and raised in a tiny village in Norfolk, England. At the age of eight I was taken by my parents to New Zealand, to make a better life for ourselves they said. We did have a good life, and when my father passed away when I was twenty four and my mother decided to return to England I stayed. Over...
This story contains: A transgender man (post-operative chest and pre-operative genitalia), male-to-male sexual relations, and nontechnical language for trans male sex organs. What may be referred to as the clitoris will be called a dick, cock, etc., due to the preference for linguistically masculinizing his more phallic sex organ. ***** Intriguingly enough...
Editor's Note: All characters in this story are over 18. * * * * * The alarm brought me awake with a jolt. I wasn't ready to be waken up yet and it showed with my reluctance to get out of bed. I lied there and listened to the radio as I contemplated getting out of bed. My thoughts drifted towards my life here in a new town. Since coming to South East Xavi...
Some people are born idiots. Some have idiocy thrust upon them while others work to become idiots. As a teacher I've seen samples of all three. Jerome is one of those who works at it. I had, reluctantly, let him use one of the school cameras for his media studies assignment. All he had to do was point and shoot. Hopefully even he couldn't stuff that up. Tur...
The phone call was a surprise. After some inconsequential small talk, the caller dropped his voice in asking, "Does the term 'watch-and-be-watched' ring any bells with your two?" Mark paused before committing himself. Eventually, he said, "It might." "We hoped it might." "We?" "Pam and I." Mark waited for further elucidation. "We're planning a little g...
[ This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities are entirely coincidental. Otherwise, please enjoy. ] [C] Copyright 2009 [ Deserted, Or Is It? ] Natalie and Karina made their way through a small Midwest town. The sun was high in the sky, and cast its rays on trees, small wooden shelters, and the dirt road. Only two years...
The darkness of the Brazilian night accepted Laura like a welcoming friend. Slipping through the shadows she made her way swiftly through the back streets. She was approaching her destination when a sound ahead stopped her. A soft pattering noise was coming from the alleyway ahead. With a smile on her face hidden beneath her face mask Laura stealthily approa...
Back to college, What I guess you could call my "Mandy Phase". When last we left our hero was passed out drunk against a tree with a swollen knee and bleeding from a gash on his hand. (That's me.) I woke up to voices. I recognized one. My eye lids felt heavy so I kept them closed while I listened. "Damn! What happened to him?" (Some laughter.) "Oh shit!...
Jenn woke up to bright and clear Monday morning. It had been two days since she had put on her show for the tall skater punk and she was ready to get some more loving from her husband while thinking about him. Unfortunately for Jenn, Jeff was still visiting his mom. Jenn had some time off work for a couple of weeks while the dental practice she worked at got...