Marge Paper groaned and held her aching head between her hands. She had already taken three extra strength aspirin with a glass of orange juice that had nearly made her throw up again. If she could just get the coffee going and maybe get some food in her stomach, she might survive this hangover. Again. Her hands trembling, she finally managed to poor water...
Sitting at her desk, in a sea of gray cubicles Gert found herself pondering how exactly she had left her life become this ordinary. All of her life Gertrude felt secretly special, she knew the teacher would always pick her for a special assignment, she knew she would always be the first to win at Drag Queen Bingo nights with her girlfriends. She conducted he...
I was encouraged to dance from an early age. My father was a British Champion and hailed from the North West of England, competing frequently in the World famous Winter Gardens in Blackpool. When he met my mother his dancing career stopped and he opened up his own dance studio. This included training me. This didn't bother me, as dancing was all I knew. Appa...
I awoke because my nose was cold. Beneath the covers, I was nicely warm, but my face and especially my nose had become cold. That caused my eyes to snap open. If I was cold, it was because the furnace was no longer working, and if the furnace was no longer working, then it had happened, and when my eyes opened, I saw that it had indeed happened: I had lo...
MARCH 2010 Comanche smoke signals of dust rise from an uneven dirt road, a half mile away. Beth's bouncing pickup emerges from the cloud, an arrow aimed at Jim Ed's southwest pasture barn. Beth and Jen stagger from the barn, loaded with gear. Jim Ed Andrews, III leans against his white crew cab pickup. He grins at the pony-tailed brunettes, who are irritat...
I rolled up in a cab at 9:00 pm, it was a warm summer night, I had gotten off work late so I was going to meet up with some friends later, but I wanted to check out a couple of bands at the weekly punk show for a bit, the show was always at this run down bowling alley. They had local bands and touring bands, most of them on tiny labels if they even had a lab...
I took another long drag on my cigarette as I leaned against the light post. I thought if I waited long enough, they would surely kill him. That might solve some problems. Finally, after one more sharp kick to his ribs, they stopped. They walked away, leaving him on the ground, motionless. I waited for them to be a reasonable distance, checked for traffic,...
***Note*** This story is part of my Trouble Texas Style series that includes Night Walker's Woman, Tight Fittin' Jeans, One Night Stand, and Ready to Run. It will be appreciated more when reading in context with those. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** This story deals with the life-long after-effects of rape. Both the heroine and hero are rape survivors. There will b...
One Sleazy Story... About One White Trashy Family... Bend Over... It's Fuck O Clock... "MAMA... CAN YOU TAKE ME TO THE DOCTOR?" "YES DEAR." "THANK YOU." "YOUR WELCOME BABY." My pregnant sister Chanel (Chanel West Coast) walks out of her bedroom, chewing gum, popping bubbles, looking so damn fine. She wants mama (Beth Chapman) to take her to her gyno. Sh...
Bowling for Sleepovers By Chas4455© "Grandma Carol that was the best dinner I've had in forever. Thank you so much." "Well baby, I know you don't eat right at school, all of that fast food, burgers and pizza with your friends. I try to make sure you have a good meal when you come here to visit. You should try to come more often. It gets lonely here since...