I would have to say (others might not agree) that my life was fairly normal for the first twenty-five years of it. A 'middle of the roader' would be a pretty accurate description. In school I never made the honor role, but I never failed a class. In the sports I went out for I usually made the team, but I was never a stand out star. My extra curricular act...
Author's Note: This has long been one of my favorite songs; it has such an elemental rhythm that you can feel the song. There has been a lot of speculation over the years about "what does it mean?" but little agreement. This story is what I feel as I hear the song. Mick Jagger and Keith Richards wrote "Paint It Black" with the assistance of other members...
Standard disclaimer; this is a serialized story, so if you haven't read the other parts up to now it won't make a lot of sense. Also for those who've been reading so far, the story takes a bit of a darker turn from here on, definitely moving into non-Consent territory, possibly branching into Erotic Horror. It doesn't get gory but like I said, definite ton...
When people asked Naomi what her job was, she told them that she was a school secretary, which was mostly true. She was a secretary, and it was a sort of school, though in actuality it was the sort of school that she previously assumed only existed in sexy fantasies -- an all-girl institution for ladies aged 18 to 21 who, with complex legal paperwork being s...
Ms. Brennan was the most peculiar combination of frigid ice queen and shameless cocktease Andy had ever met in his life. On the one hand, she wore the shortest little skirts and the tallest high heels (the kind that drove Andy crazy, with the thin straps around the ankles) to the bank each and every day, always left the top three buttons of her tight blouse...
Scott groaned as he read the email from the big boss. He sighed and got up from his desk and slowly walked to her office. The door was open slightly and he knocked. "Come in...and shut the door" her rough voice said. Scott rolled his eyes briefly before entering and closing the door behind him. His boss, Sarah, was always on his shit for something. Reports...
Tuesday evenings seemed different recently, but I couldn't figure out why. Tuesday nights she came home later than usual from her work bar tending at a volleyball club in the past month or so, she was getting much better tips than usual, and she came into bed really horny. This Tuesday I lay in bed awaiting her excited entrance to bed, imagining all kinds of...
Andrew sat there as his CV was being intently read by the figure in front of him. He recently moved to the city and was in the process of applying for one of the most prestigious companies in his chosen field "Well it looks like you have done your homework," the woman in front of him said casually plopping his CV on her desk. Elizabeth Hitchcroft loved he...
There is no outright sex in this story. It was written as a sequel to Just another WACC story. Hopefully it will stand alone also, too, as well. You should know my story style by now; if you hate my way of writing, please do not bother to comment. Rudeness will get you a visit to the round file. * I left the Baltimore office and transferred to San Diego a...
Fly Me to the Moon -or- The Great Doritos Bandito Caper Copyright© 2010 by Stultus Synopsis: Deputy Rick Dawson knew that someone (the infamous Doritos Bandito) was stealing trucks full of the tasty junk food -- but why? Little did he realize that in order to solve this mystery he'd have to spend a night dancing under the stars. A short screwy tale of love...