Many people lately have IM'd me or emailed me wondering when I was going to write more of my adventures. It's true -- I haven't written in a while, but not because I haven't had my adventures! I moved away from Arizona to the east coast a while back, and for some time tried to "be good." (That didn't last too long!) I now live in a smaller city and have to b...
The anticipation for Saturday night was just about too much for Michael. He was worthless all day on Saturday. He had work to do at home, but he had to go off by himself twice to jerk off just so he could get something done. He went into town and ran into Brad and Kevin. They said there was going to be a big bonfire at Paul's, so everyone had to pitch in som...
This is my first story. It's an older fella who is enjoying life who would always RATHER BE LUCKY THAN GOOD Nice summer morning in lovely Peachtree Corners Ga. In the Atlanta area everything is Peachtree something. Gonna be another hot one, here it was just 9:30 and already 85 with 95% humidity. Just walking back up the drive from getting the mail, I saw t...
To those of you who requested that I continue writing these horrific stories of human death and destruction thank you. Its nice to know that I'm not alone in the world. For those of you who have never read one of my tales of destruction be forewarned it isn't for the weak of stomach. This one is for you Katrin I hope you enjoy. Katrin was dressed in a white...
By the time we arrived back at my home I was feeling completely defeated. Thoughts of this first day with Alexis Barron as the acting President of my company ran through my terrified mind. She was now "officially" my new boss, and this was humiliating enough for me to come to grips with. The subtle ways she had degraded me throughout the day consumed me du...
The Driver I am a Refuse Removal Technician or, more commonly, a garbage man. Really, garbage men are athletes they send in at the end of an already-decided athletic event. Me, I work against the clock to keep customers happy. Want to get someone upset? Just don't pick up their refuse after a week. I drive alone and use a lifting apparatus to put customers'...
The Beginning The end of the school year was always a stressful time for me. Not only do I have to administer and grade over 100 final exams, but grading final projects, completing report cards, and of course, the dreaded packing of my classroom. I wasn't sure which part I hated more as it was so much work at a time that was filled with so much joy and sorr...
I must recall a particularly interesting sexual encounter I had while I was doing office temp work when I was nineteen--eighteen years ago. The gig was random secretarial work for a high-end magazine company that I'll leave unnamed. I was wearing a blue and white pinstripe blouse that hugged my figure well. I wore a tight white skirt that cut off an inch abo...
Chapter I: Trash Can Calls a Friend It all began a year ago, almost to the day. Caleb had been working late in his office; the one with the antique mahogany desk, the flags in the corners, the bookcases filled with worn law books and the green leather sofas and chairs. He was studying transcripts from a case, which he had heard a few days earlier and was jo...
My boyfriend and I volunteered to clean trash off a local lake shoreline, and we stupidly decided to do it on one of the hottest days of the year. Even though I'm 27 and in great shape, the sun's really getting to me today. I'm 5-7, and weigh in at 110 pounds with long hair that I've pulled back into a tight ponytail, and being a blonde, I burn easily, so I...