Colors (1981) - Pt. 1 - Crying Don’t get much nature in the city. What nature comes is usually offensive. Like me. Natural. Offensive. Wind delivers cat calls and whistles to pretty things walking by. Ran warps floorboards of apartment. Birds use whole city as toilet. Sunshine makes things hot and muggy. Not pleasant. Night somewhat better, though. Wind se...
This is my entry for the 2020 Halloween contest. It's set on Halloween 2020, so if you're reading it before then, you'll just have to deal with the oddity of the past tense verbs. As with all of my stories, the female ingenue is a BBW, so if you don't like BBWs, you probably won't like this story. Though it is Halloween-themed (obviously), there's nothing i...
Winter comes to Ottawa, Ontario. Just another day for me. I look out the window from my apartment in the neighborhood of Vanier, right across from the Park. There's snow everywhere. Hard to believe that it was bitterly cold yet dazzlingly bright yesterday. I get up, and walk from the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. Another year has gone by, and I'm s...
Doreen's friend Kate called her a jerk who wore her bleeding heart right under the hospital volunteers badge. What did it matter, Doreen thought, if first, she was helping others less fortunate, and second, it made her feel good to bring a smile to some patient's face? The terminal cases and those on the verge of dying were most in need of a friend, a caring...
I had told Jiao that even if the Chinese, or the traitor that sold out the location of the safe house, found our hidden valley, it would take at least two, or probably three weeks. It actually took 13 days. We had just finished breakfast one morning when Jiao suddenly jumped up. Her face turned white as snow, and she blurted out, "They're here!" I didn't...
I remember that day well. How can I not. It was the strangest and I now realize most important day of my life. I will now recount the events of that night and you will understand why: I was driving to a bar occasionally glancing out my window at the female walkers I passed and already from just glances my dick was growing. It was autumn night and 68 degrees...
The sky had been gone from an angry grey to pitch black in a matter of hours. Karen assumed it was night but it was impossible to tell in the driving rain. The rain had been bad when she'd left her job dashing to the car with a travel brochure held overhead. In the half an hour it took her to get half way home it had become a torrent that forced her to pull...
*Warning: contains some graphic scenes of gore or violence. It's only PG-13 violence though really, so anybody on this sight should have no problems with it. However, if you really don't like horror-type stories or violence, I wouldn't read this. Also, if you could leave a vote and some feedback that would be great. Hopefully the feedback won't be too bad....
I wasn't intentional to make this a two chapter story, I guess I got carried away with the storyline. Please enjoy your read. This chapter was edited by Todher65, many thanks for taking this on. ******* We parted at the Cemetery gates; it still took me awhile to realize that Amelia was holding my hand as we walked along the coastal path. Two more families...
Chapter 6 -- The Day of the Dead In the middle of September there was another indication that Kim was becoming more settled in her new life in Danube City. She sat at the table of Sergekt's mother for the first time. Danubian social protocol mandated that any social contact between a young man and a young woman had to be preceded by the young man sitting at...