Samuel J. Weinberg secretly possessed the untenable theory that all women are sluts. It was rather a one-sided belief because he'd never attempted to ponder the converse poser: then what did that make men? Of course it didn't really matter what Sam thought provided he stayed out of the way of women and allowed them to have a nice day. Sam also knew why he...
Chapter 3: Alicia, Billy, Woof and Rules for Middles Alicia had started working out with her friends. Gym memberships shot up 47% in two weeks. It got so overcrowded the girls would sometimes wait 30 minutes or more for the treadmill or the elliptical. I made sure she didn't overdue it, part of the team. Some of Alicia's loveliness is a little hint of baby...
Everyone in this fantasy is over eighteen, and so should you be! I originally thought to post this in ' erotic horror' but my previous effort in that category seems to have had little response. Anyway, this is longer – I hope it holds together and is a bit of fun. Laura Crane considered herself a normal enough young woman. She was twenty two, and wo...
Hi folks. I know some of you hate Halloween stories. Those people should probably pass on this one. Some of you hate longer stories. Those people should pass on this one too. And finally some of you hate stories with more than one part. Sorry but this one was too long to try to give you all at once. So those people can wait until the last part comes out to c...
He had remained a bachelor, blaming the rigours of his working life which had often seen him travel to the corners of the British empire on business as the reason for not taking a wife, in response to those who cared to ask. The real reason for Henry Trent remaining single at nearly 50 - he being a more than reasonably well off Victorian gentleman, fit and a...
A special thanks to JonB1969 for his editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote and comment, it's what encourages me to keep writing. This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living...
Kelsea stared at the barbed tip of the arrow, her eyes never wavering from the nocked and waiting longbow she had seen Carl use to such great and deadly effect. She sat, frozen upon the snowy ground, bent over Roland as the man she'd become irrevocably connected to slowly bled from his wounds unabated. The injuries were nowhere near as serious as they'd been...
"Turn off that damn alarm Jaz! Last day of school, get up and go girl!" Groggily I reached over and swatted the off button to the alarm, my dad was something of a fix it genius, and had disabled the snooze feature sometime in my sophomore year. "Yea got it dad!" I literally rolled off the bed as I untangled the folds of sheets from my long legs. Scratching...
Your child's eighteenth birthday marks a significant rite of passage every mother faces with ambivalent feelings...soon, the child will be out of the house on their own, meeting new challenges every day, and all you can do now is hope you've prepared them for the highs and lows the real world will throw at them. In my case, it meant I had just one child rem...
~~Jack~~ He hated waiting. People handled waiting differently, and with different degrees of stress. Some people shut down, to save mental energy. Some people shut down because they couldn't handle the stress in general. Some people became antsy, anxious, and volatile. Some people panicked, and started spiraling down ridiculous trains of thought that were...