This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. One of many military related stories in the works. Characters: Jake -- special forces soldier returning home Leila -- Jakes wife Randy -- Jakes father Joanna -- Jake, Angie and Randy's neighbor in Indiana Angie -- Jakes mother Bruce -- Angie's man-friend Charlie -- Joanna's husband Nancy -- Jak...
The Thanksgiving weekend rolled by pleasantly. It was sunny, and cool but not cold. The Parkers' harvest was already in, and Dave walked me around the farm, with cut cornstalks and some of the debris of harvest that I really didn't understand. There was the hard-packed lane which led down to the dock, and we had to go there, since that was where Dave and I g...
'Mum, Mum...MOTHER!' Kainene screamed the last word. 'Gah! What is it, Child?' Her mother snapped in irritation. She was trying to stuff her daughter's novels into her suitcase and it refused to shut. Her face was red, she was sweaty and her daughter was screeching in her ear. She was not best pleased. 'Don't yell at me mum, I'm trying to tell you not to...
This installment is told from Raquel's point of view. ~~~~~~~~~~ As I drove home for spring break with my sister, I considered how I might manage my milk supply now that I might not be able to feed as much, especially since I couldn't be nearly as open about it at home as I was in the GLK house. It turns out, I needn't have worried at all. My milk-hound of...
Apostate! Kafir! Infidel! Marked for death. In the eyes of the Muslim community, I am all these things and more. My name is Aminata Khalid and I'm a young woman of Somali descent living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. For most of my life, home was the City of Montreal, Quebec. About a year ago, I had life all figured out. I had just graduated from the Univ...
I was finally going home. It was about 10:00 at night, I had just gotten off work, early if I recall, and was heading back to my house for a night of easy sleep. A bit about myself though, I am 22 years old, and I work on call, 24/7. I am 6'6" and weigh in at about 200 lbs. I work out regularly and because of my on call status I get paid even when I don't h...
"The gruesome ghoul, the grisly ghoul, without the slightest noise,Waits patiently beside the school, to feast on girls and boys..." -"The Ghoul," Jack Prelutsky *** The first time the Night People came for Amina she was six years old, and it was Valentine's Day, and also her birthday. She stayed up late that night with a flashlight, looking at the Valen...
It wasn't unusual for Billy to feel like this. The feeling of being empty and desolate that was left behind once the men had come and taken their pleasures from her body, whether she writhed in pleasure or in pain, it was theirs to take. They always left just as quickly as they had come, throwing their money at her feet without a second glance, their pants i...
**All characters in the story are, as identified, 18 years old or above.** Emily could not believe she was wearing this bullshit outfit. Like some slutty costume, but it was for real. She never wore skirts, especially ones cut at the knees, or white dress shirts, or knee high socks. It was all Jamie's fucking fault. Jamie's parents had bragged to Emily's p...
Thanks to Ruzie D for the edit. They were gone. My blemishes. . . gone. The acne, the warts, blackheads, razor scars, skin pits, heck! Even the birthmark, gone, as if they never existed. My face was smooth and unblemished as a baby's ass. I looked at the rest of my body. Every lump, every trace of zits, warts, gone, all over. So was my body hair. Underarms,...