readyforprimetime This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story originally appeared as Melissa's Legacy, and was written around V...
"Freefall," Rebecca Quinn thought to herself as the elevator lowered her and her Husband down to the lobby of her office building so they could go have lunch together. "Freefall...That's just what my life feels like right now," she had to stifle a perverse chuckle at the irony of the comparison between the elevator and her place in life. Rebecca had been m...
Trish, my wife of a dozen years, had just returned home from dropping our two kids at their grandparents when the temperature started to drop. The forecast called for a deep cold snap and we planned to enjoy it by spending our time with a glass of wine by the warm fire before moving to the bedroom. "Wine!" she called out from down the hall as she changed....
There was an old drunkard who occasionally appeared in town. Once a week this old fellow would sell jungle produce in the market. He would then buy cheap liquor and drank straight from the bottle. By the time he got to the third bottle, the scenario changed. He would sing and sometimes gave meaningless speeches. There were times he acted aggressively too. He...
My name is Charles Havers Jameson. A tall, good-looking black gentleman with a body that both sexes can't help but stare at. I'm the man who's going to dazzle you with the story of his life. I'm a senior partner at Darwin & Jameson, one of the top law firms in the Boston Area. I love my job. Practicing law is what I do. The firm got started ten years ago. I...
As usual, this morning, my wife, and I woke up to the sun shining in our bedroom, the sounds of birds welcoming the new day, and had really great sex as she screamed thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! This has been our Sunday morning ritual for the last six years. After she has had an oral orgasm, where she screams Alleluia, and then a fucking tha...
For those of you who haven't read it, this little tale is a "redux" of the ending of "The Black Velcro Choker" by Murphy621. And in this "redux", well let's just say the outcome is a bit different...) I changed the ending more than a wee bit in keeping with my sense of justice. )) We pick up where Mary is telling us about the divorce attorney her lover recom...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * There's no one here but us. Tell me. Do you wish you were rich? If you're not already rich, do you wonder why you're not rich? Why "them" and not "you"? Listed below are SusanJillParker's miscellaneous ramblings of things that are not right and/or not fair with the biggest issue being money. MONEY. M-O-N-E-Y....
Aaron Lock, a long time businessman at one of the largest charitable companies in the world. Hug the world, after working for then for over 10 year he has helped thousands of homeless people, helped clean the oceans and helped across seas in poor or war torn society’s. He’s gotten rich and worked to the position of second in command. when his boss Kara woods...
Alright, I can finally admit it to myself. I am a Muslim. I used to be one of those people who felt a strong dislike of Muslims, until I fell in love with one. It's funny how these things happen, huh? My name is Solomon Kingsley Henderson, although many of my friends have taken to calling me "King Suleiman" in recent times. It's my Muslim name, though it's n...