Sometimes, the stupidity of some people simply astounds me. I think there's a limit to everything, from the bottom of the sea to human imagination. Unfortunately, human stupidity seems to be the exception to that rule. How else would you explain the things I see happening around me everyday? Madness everywhere I look, folks. No other word to describe it. My...
All spelling and grammar errors are my own. I don't use an editor. It that will be a problem you should move on. ****************** I must confess. I know nothing about how the Witness Protection program works so I cooked all this up in my imagination. ******************* My name is Eric Williams. I work for the US Marshals Service. I'm what we jokingl...
Please read Part 1 first. Again, if you don't like stories with fetish content in them please look elsewhere. All characters are over 18. * I caught the 7.30 train home. As it was a Friday and a Holiday weekend, the station and the train were busy. I managed to find a seat opposite a pretty young woman of a similar age. Walking with my sore bottom was di...
"There's nothing to explain," I said as my heart began to race. I had thought that Mikayla and I had covered all our bases. I never considered that Mikayla's mom might text or call my wife. I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. I knew that I had options that could erase the error. With that in mind, there was no reason not to lie my ass off. "Mikayla...
I was at Steve's place having a beer and a chat; I heard the front door open, and the voices of Steve's wife Judy and daughter Becky came in. They had been out to measure up some things in a flat that Becky had bought. Both came in and I stood up to say hi, I receive the usual kiss on the cheek, and hug from Judy and then from Becky as well, as she said, ju...
Chapter 18 -- A New Chapter Saturday, June 18th The sun streams through my open window, and I feel the warm breeze on my face. I'm up late for a Saturday morning and don't have anywhere to go. I reluctantly quit my job since I'm leaving for college in a little under two months. Graduation is next week, and then my first practice at UCLA is at the end of A...
Chapter 4 (Women & Men) Jason and Bob watched the ladies stagger into the house and then moved over to the cleaning table at the end of the pier. It was handy to have the table there where they could clean the fish, toss the remains into the water and watch the scavenger fish eat the guts. The guys had caught a bunch of fish so they decided to fillet them,...
The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...
Sometimes, I feel like there aren't enough hours in the day, man. I work forty-hour weeks and try my best to pay my 300-dollar-a-month rent ( it's a shared apartment ) and school fees, but it's not enough. I owe Carleton University well over a thousand dollars, and I doubt they'll give me till May to pay it. We're on the last day of January 2013 as I type th...
Act 3 Friday, January 1st, 2:15pm "Hi, Val speaking." "Did I embarrass myself badly last night?" It was a voice from the bottom of a gravel pit. Doreen was obviously suffering. "No, Doreen, you didn't. You had fun. You let loose and had fun. And so did I." "Are you sure. I have some very strange memories from last night. How did I get home?" "Well, you...