They're putting together a task force, he thought as he rubbed his hands together, almost giggling in delight. A task force in his honor. It was almost like getting an academy award. He did giggle then, thinking about standing at a podium, Nick Saint handing him the head of a dead girl as a trophy. Too delicious. He was down in his laboratory, what he calle...
Growing up I, Cheryl Sanders, always knew that my parents were flakes. My parents, Winston Sanders and Muriel Smith (why my mother kept her maiden name when she married my father only she really knows since the explanations have changed over the years), are both very good looking, but they are both lacking in many parenting skills, and don't seem to have any...
Please note: This is my first story on the site. Never one to hold back it's fairly long and will be in several parts. It takes a while to get started but I hope you make it through, and more importantly enjoy it. Also, I've tried to use American terms and spelling, although I am not American myself. I hope there's nothing to glaring to break your immersion....
Right now, I am on my hands and knees on the ground. Death is coming for me. There is no escape, I know that now. I think that I finally bit off more than I could chew. They say that when you're about to die, you can see your whole life flash before your eyes. That's not the case. I didn't see any damn flash. All I feel is pain. An agony that doesn't seem to...
In light of the mass murder shootings of 32 innocent people and the suicide of the shooter at Virginia Tech by automatic handguns, I write this essay in anger, disgust, and sadness. May God rest their poor souls. Unfortunately, too often, the words sex and violence are linked together. Sex and violence have nothing to do with one another. Sex and violence s...
Carol's daughter and son-in-law had been living with her for the last six months. It was supposed to be for a couple of weeks while they get their feet back on the ground. Her son-in-law, Charles had not kept up his part of the bargain. He could not find a job, and frankly, was not likely to unless one came up and bit him on the ass whilst he sat on his surf...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Goth can be defined as many things, especially when used to describe oneself. Those out of the know tend to just think of it as a sense of fashion in a similar vein to the Emo or Scene kids in high school, though of course, some people choose to dress the way they do for...
So, here we are again. Another bar, another fine piece of ass walking in the other direction. It was the story of my life so far. Rachel, at least I think that was her name, made six. Six women turning me down flat in the past week. One even threw her drink in my face. I would be forgiven for thinking that this online meetup thing was highly overrated. But f...
The best times always seem to come at the start of summer vacation. It was the end of my sophomore year and almost everyone had gone home. It was just me and Brad left in the frat house, drinking beer and playing video games, killing time until our families came to pick us up tomorrow. It was fun, actually. Brad and I had gotten to be friends over the past t...
"It's been a while." Sean mumbled. He was already a couple . . . several . . . a dozen or so hits into his vodka bottle when he curled up on the couch and turned on his Wii. It had been a few years since the last time he'd played Super Mario Bros. 3 but he still had a lot of pleasant memories from his youth tied up in the game. It brought a smile to his face...