「ザキさん、こんなクソ寒い夜中になんの用ですか」 空気も凍るような寒さの夜、理由も告げずに俺を稽古場へ呼び出した小劇団の先輩、崎山に不満を隠さず声を掛けた。そこは、稽古場というより廃倉庫といったほうがしっくりくるボロ屋で、風が吹かないだけ外よりマシという状況だった。貧乏劇団ゆえ暖房器具など置いてすらない。 「おう、すまねぇな、森田。ちょっと見せたいもんがあってな」 「金貸してくれってのは無しですよ」 「そんなんじゃねぇよ。芝居の話だ、芝居の」 崎山はもう四十も半ば、芽の出ない役者だ。売れない理由は、今時となっては珍しい「飲む」「打つ」「買う」と三拍子を見事に揃えた素行の悪さが、業界中に知れ渡っているせいだった。どこぞの脚本家の奥さんに横恋慕して旦那に殺されかけただの、賭場で負けて裸で電車に乗って留置所に入れられ...
The book of lust is of supernatural capabilities. It has passed through many hands during time. The origin is unknown. The events that transpire from it is of a different realm. The time table of it’s appearance isn’t of pattern to say, but it turns up in the hands of those who’s inner desire may not be as civil as others. Some say that the control it enable...
The camera slowly pans down from a gorgeous sunny blue sky as relaxing Hawaiian music plays. "Aloha and Welcome…" is heard from a familiar woman's voice, as the camera reaches a close up of a perfectly tanned woman's bountiful cleavage, with the logo of the show emblazoned right between them, the woman finishes her sentence "…to Total! Humilia...
She stepped off the bus into the cool spring breeze. She looked around at the muted green of the lawns and trees, the pale earth tones of the houses. The bus engine roared behind her, then even that faded away, leaving behind a confused muttering of birdsong. The whole world seemed withdrawn, waiting for something. She set her cloth bag on the ground for a...
Once upon a time, in a land not so far from our own, there lived a young slave girl named Cinderella. Beautiful was the word most used to describe young Cinderella, though sensual, lovely, luscious and supple also were heard when villagers dwelled near the castle grounds. Cinderella however, did not think herself so pretty, for she was humble, a mere slave a...
I put down another book I had picked up from the floor while bored watching streams online. The floor had been littered with books I had acquired from my late grandmother’s estate. I had discovered quite a few interesting ones: a centuries old bible with beautiful illustrations and undecipherable notations, a note book with similar scrawling, and many books...
Nora Weldon couldn’t have been more right about paying a price the next day. She could hardly walk or sit from the incredible sexual bout with the two plumbers yesterday. As she gently shifted her sore rear in the chair at the breakfast table, she stared at the pages of the old journal, rereading the pages she had written. “It all happened just like I wrote,...
May rolled out of bed at noon. No job to worry about, so it didn't really matter if she slept in. She was only 23, but she'd never have to worry about money again- got herself a nice job right out school, immediately started adding to a 401k, and when crypto got big she had lucked out and struck gold. Cashed the money out early and was essentially set for li...
Aaron listened as the flight attendant droned in-flight safety instructions to a half-coherent lobby of tired commuters that sat aboard flight 709 from Dallas to Los Angeles. It had been a damn tiring week and all he wanted was to get home, hit the familiar sheets of his own bed and sack out for a weekend. He didn’t want to think of another advertising campa...
It had been quite some time since my nude night walk and my meeting Amy at the petrol station. Meeting is a bit of a misnomer as she was on one side of the glass and I was on the other. Although I had passed Amy my mobile number before I left that night I heard nothing. Weeks went by, then a month and I'd given up hope that Amy actually wanted to meet up on...