In this story, a mentally-challenged person is taken advantage of. This is completely a work of fiction and means no disrespect to anybody with any kind of disability. I strongly advocate that no person, healthy or otherwise, should ever be taken advantage of. ***** In the 19th century, Mark Baker might have been flogged out of New York as the village idio...
She looked at the white-and-gray metal box with the big round porthole. Her arms were crossed and her brow was knitted. He glanced at her sideways, a small curl of a smile hiding in the corner of his mouth, underneath the full beard she wished he would shave off. "You know, it isn't going to explode, love," he said mildly. He saw her already straight bac...
Sam was frustrated. She was supposed to have gone with her girlfriends on the week long trip to the beach, but her parents wouldn't let her out of the house. She was eighteen and just out of high school. This was the second weekend of the summer break and the beginning of the week she was supposed to be at the beach, but she was stuck at home. She had told h...
I finish my coffee hearing you moving round the bathroom. After a few minutes I hear the shower come on and quickly start unpacking my bags into the cupboards before heading through naked into the bathroom. Finding the door open I wander in, hearing some soft background music coming from an MP3 player on the side of the sink steam filling the room from the...
A dark and heavy cloud had hovered for days, although patches of sunlight appeared spontaneously through the short breaks. A pile of washing begging for me to attend can wait for now. What the hell it's Saturday, time for a coffee and read up on what's news.... I glance at the wall clock, and surprise myself by seeing that the morning is almost over, the d...
The garage is dark when I go in and I'm reaching for the light cord when something catches my attention. Not a sound - I can't hear over the noise of the washing machine's spin cycle, perhaps not even a glimpse but some sense is telling me that I'm not alone. I go still and try to quiet my breathing. I'm completely alert and my heart's pounding - adrenalin...
It was like any other day in the Henderson household Jeff was running late for work tripping over the kid’s toys as he rushed for the front door. Katie ushered the children into the bathroom ordering them to brush their teeth and dress or they would be late for school. Katie took a deep breath as tranquillity fell upon the house, quiet at last she thought....
Carl stopped dead in his footsteps as he came to the door of the laundry room. It was at the bottom of a set of dark and dingy stairs, in the basement of his tenement building where he was staying. As a college student, he couldn't afford his own place, so he was left doing a sort of "community" living arrangement, until he was done the semester at least. He...
Doesn't everyone hate it? Is there one person here who looks forward to washing up the dirty dishes left over from last nights romantic dinner? Does anybody jump out of bed, missing out on a joyful morning quickie to swirl the vacuum cleaner around the carpet, under the sofa and up and down the length of your curtains? If you do, fantastic and good luck t...
There was a light breeze in the air, as he hung the washing on the line. It was so sunny, it had seemed a waste to not do the towels, and as he had time, he had stuck them in the washer. As was usual though, he was naked. The garden was quite private, only really overlooked where he was now by the back window of next door, but they were at work, so he was sa...