(Abigail) If I had known there'd be eight inches of hot lawyer inside of me before the end of the week, I'd have asked to take Monday off. Instead of making that call, I'm about to walk into a law firm. But first, some context explaining why I'm buried six-feet under a mountain of crap. Gender equality is a fantasy, just like karma. There I am, two weeks a...
I knew it was a tranny bar. I had worked down the street for almost four years and had heard all the stories. Our parking structure was just across the street from Fern's Place, so many of us had occasionally seen what we believed to be transsexuals. And although I had a fascination with shemales I had never been in the place. Tonight was different. My wife...
Joey and I have spoken on the internet many times over the past seven years. We have never met yet, but have discussed Joey visiting me. We live in two different states, approximately 800 miles away. Joey's marriage was not that great, mine was good, but just missing passion and romance. Finally the time had come Joey e-mailed me telling me he was going to c...
He found out! It can't be. How? Fear sliced through me like a hot flash of lightning. How'd he find out about Mike? "How could you say such a thing?" I asked, feigning outrage and innocence. Before answering Ron scrutinized me for a reaction. "I have my sources," he said quietly. To continue to deny would have been hopeless. He was too confident. Had he...
My name is Johnny Willis. You might remember me as Banjo, Tad's annoying but loveable best friend on the short-lived but immensely popular 90s dramady Just the Three of Us. I have had bit roles in movies, on TV, and even in commercials since then, but I never made it back to prime time television as an actor. I went to college and majored in English on a Cre...
I woke up the following with my head and abdomen on fire. I quickly ran to the bathroom and vomited. When I was done, I sat on the cold bathroom floor, breathing heavily. I had to slow down. Had to give my body time to heal. The beating I took, as well as the fucking, was taking a great toll. I eventually got up, brushed my teeth and took a shower. I gingerl...
Kindly old Dr. Butterfield, now seventy-eight, had turned over most of his OB/GYN practice to Dr. Pringle. However, he still took referrals and new patients with obesity problems. He only had office hours on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Nurse Ronda Butler, a real lovable black momma type, had been his nurse for twenty-three years, and would have retired,...
Author's Note: This is the first of a series of short stories about cheerleaders. Each story will be unrelated to the other and it will deal with both high school and college students. All characters will always be at least 18 years of age. The characters will either be cheerleaders or students hoping to make the squad. In some stories, mothers will go all o...
The five women got out of the SUV and strolled up to the house, Connie's head was in a fog from the dope she had just smoked. Erine held the door open while the others entered. The group walked into the big living room where Bob Tate sat his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. "You still here Bobby?" Judy asked as she ruffled his hair. "Yes, Ro...
Chapter 32 Master I have made deals with the family but the hours add up to more than I have. It has 12 hours of study and payments." "Slave you will start off in school first two periods then you will be brought home for the next 5 hours then you will do your math and one day lab the next science." "Master what about my servant duties." "You will fit t...