Author's note: This is my idea. Don't use this story without my permission. This is for fun and does not reflect the author's views. Critical and supportive comments are allowed. Abusive comments are not allowed. If you don't like the idea of incest sex, then don't read this story. Regarding the fact that this story is about a boy changing his past and pres...
Parking his ride on the lawn of Sam McGuire's house, Joshua Barnes lit a cigarette then sat back to rest his left leg. It never failed, let him ride for more then a couple hours and the damn thing began to throb and lock up on him. Well, they had warned him, the muscle and nerve damage on the left side of his body had been extensive and ten years later he wa...
I like watching girls play basketball. Women. High school women. Zell. Short for Zelda, so, yeah, Zell. I call her Z, which she tolerates from me but no one else. Tall, slim, graceful. Looks great shooting a layup. Women all look good shooting layups. It's like they float in the air for a second. A couple of steps, a jump, stretching and turning, a little bi...
He had barely said ten words to her for the rest of the trip. He hadn't heard her the first time she had asked him to forgive her for reaching under him when she was searching for her ear buds, and his eyes didn't leave the page when the flight attendant asked if he wanted a drink. She was impressed with the way he seemed drawn into the story. She had been j...
Sandy and Rachel were both up and running at 7:00 the next morning. By the time I dragged myself out to the kitchen in search of coffee, wondering why they were up given we had spent half the night screwing, they were dressed and downing a cup of coffee before they headed out. "My god, don't you two sleep?" I asked, as Sandy handed me a cup of coffee. "T...
The fist looped down towards Lucas's face, shredding his lower lip and releasing blood. Stunned from the force of it, he fell flat on his back, grunting in pain as he landed on something sharp. He barely had time to realize it was shards of glass before the fist barreled down again, smashing into his nose with frightening strength. He saw stars and his con...
Mr. Inoue just appeared in the apartment across from mine. None of my neighbors knew when he moved in, what he did, or even his first name. All we knew was that he was a friendly, handsome guy in his late twenties, early 30's who kept mostly to himself but would help little old ladies with their groceries and feed stray cats. I loved watching him through th...
It is typical in these sorts of confessional stories to change names to protect the innocent, but in this case the concept of 'innocence' barely applies. That said, I will refer to my friend here as Sweet. If you're old enough to remember the singer Matthew Sweet, then hopefully it won't seem too odd to call him that. I think the gender ambiguity of that nam...
CHAPTER 1 The slightly over-weight thirty-something (actually thirty) brunette with arresting near-luminous eyes was working hard in the office gym when Riley Lewis from her office entered as she lifted light weights, feet on the floor and stretched back on the padded bench. "Gosh Micki your crotch is almost dripping and look at the pool under your breasts...
Ch. 05 song titles Pines of Rome, Movement 2 trumpet solo (Respighi) Petrushka, Ballerina trumpet solo (Stravinsky) An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 05 Mike awoke first on Monday, which surprised him; Melody had promised to wake him up at 6:30. Glancing at his clock, he saw that it was only 6:05. Guess her genie alarm hasn't gone off yet... Deciding to...