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Indian Summer

I listen to the last, fading strains of the lullaby for my baby boy as his mother rocks him to sleep. From my position on the bed, all I can see is the silhouette of mother and son, related in more ways than one. The light outside filters in through the windows, profiling the nude body of the Goddess who bore my son. She sets him down on his cradle, and I hear him start to cry, only to be soothed for the sudden loss of warmth by his mother's loving pats into sound sleep. Convinced that the...

Forever Flaccid

Copyright © 2004 This story started for me in the year nineteen hundred and ninety-one. I was twenty years old and I had just returned from Saudi Arabia and the first war with Iraq. The one where we freed the nation of Kuwait from the tyranny that was Saddam Hussien. I was a member of the US Army that was stationed there. I was sent into Iraq and was in direct combat when I was wounded. From what the medic who took care of me has told me, I almost bled to death. I was shot below the...

She Always Wanted To Be A Movie Star

Copyright©2000-2003 There was a young chap in Arabia Who courted a widow named Fabia. "Yes, my tongue is as long As the average man's dong," He said, licking the lips of her labia. Her mother had repeatedly cried, "She always wanted to be a movie star", over and over. So it is what I'm naming this short story - the legacy and circumstances that surrounded the 'move star'. And from what I have already seen, she was certainly in many movies. Porn movies! Leslie Ann Duncan,...

A Girl Can Hope Redux

“Bottom line, Charlene, Stephanie comes and lives with me, NOW, and the next time he hits you, I break his arm. And, I swear, cuz, the next time he hits that precious child, I’ll either break both of his arms or kill him, I’m not sure which yet. I don’t care if he’s her step-father or your husband or the Prince of Arabia. He has no right to hit either one of you. Stephanie isn’t his daughter anyway. Why would he care? She’ll be safe here at home with me, so you should care. You’re welcome here...

Sheik Down

Lynn and I are two close friends who like to go out after work for "happy hour" on Fridays. It's kind of an unwinding thing we do at the end of the work week to get together at a nice dinner house with a great bar, happy hour prices, and great looking single guys. We go to 2 or 3 different places and we do this whether we have a date that night or not. I'm Janet, 5' 6", 105, 24 y/o with long, blond hair and, if I should say so myself, I'm in pretty good physical shape since I make it...

Born One Year Too Early

The year was 2008 and I had just come back. I walked into my house and saw them. "Now who the fu -- [I saw two young girls there too, so fuck was not said] heck are you and what are you doing in my home?" I demanded. The woman was in shock and grabbed her children protectively. They hid behind her looking scared in my direction. "Who, who are you?" The woman asked. "I am the man who owns the house you are in, that is who I am!" I told her harshly but without yelling. 'Is anyone...

Truth or Consequences

Lost my best friend from High School in the Marine Barracks bombing in Beirut, Lebanon in 83. I joined the Army the next day. The Marine recruiters were out of the office. Didn?t want to be one of Uncle Sam?s Misguided Children anyway. Ended up a Combat Engineer, MOS 21B5P, Airborne All The Way! Met my future wife in 88 while attending my OAC. She did not care for the military life style as both of her parents were former military. Her Dad had a Silver Star from WWII in Europe and Mom (Army...

The Gang

Barbara and Janice were the first to arrive as always. It was easier for them as they worked in a company that shared the building with the pub where The Gang met on alternate Fridays. It was just a matter of taking the elevator down, gaining the street and turning left. Barbara worked on the next to last floor as PA to the Human Resources VP and Janice was clerking in the Engineering Department on the 5th floor. "Barbs, what's with the big pow-wow? All the department and division heads...

I Was a World Cup Widow

FIFA World Cup. World Cup. Football. Soccer. No matter what it was called, it meant the same thing to me: no sex. We'd been married for a year, together for three, so I'd never experienced the World Cup during our time as a couple. I'd heard about it and knew it was a big soccer match; or football match if you lived outside the US. It was May thirtieth when he casually remarked, much as if he was discussing the weather and not his number one, recently rekindled obsession, "Oh, I forgot...

For The Good Times

Chapter 1 I often sit around wondering what might have been. The choices we make in life: did I make the right ones? I know I've made a lot of mistakes and have done a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but I think back on my younger days and always wonder, "What if?" I know everyone probably looks back on the decisions they made. Some we're happy with, others we wish we could have 'Do Overs'. Unfortunately, life doesn't work that way. I think back twenty plus years ago when I was...

Blood Night

Niya could already hear the tell-tale screams of cries of agony that marked Ashen's arrival as stood trapped in a small room at the back of the mansion. Looking for any possible escape she saw the window as she shot the bolt in behind her in time to see the door shake on its hinges. Rushing forward she burst through the glass rolling as she hit the ground. Not wanting to turn around, she broke into a run past the bodies of the dead strewn about the front yard of the lonely mansion, her only...

Sex for Grades

The 'she' in this story is Carolyn Melvin (Carrie), a high school senior. The 'he' is Doctor Kenneth Wild, her math teacher. Question One: What does it mean when two sixteen year old girls stop in the middle of one of their usual wrestling matches at one of their regular sleep-overs? Answer One: It means that they have simultaneously decided to finally go where their minds have been gradually but inexorably taking them for several months, to put a toe into that sweet pool of female...

Mother and Sons

Sighing I listened to the racket of my sons thundering around upstairs, it was hard to believe that two boys could make so much racket, but they were managing. Wondering what the hell they were up to I pushed myself out of my chair and headed upstairs, as I got closer to their room I could hear the pair of them arguing. Wishing that Sam, my husband, was not stuck out in Saudi Arabia I listened to the boys for a moment. "Mine is bigger than yours," Josh my eldest was shouting "I'm older so...

Female POW 1 Mother of All Rapes

INTRODUCTION: During the Gulf War two American female servicemembers were captured by the Iraqi Army. The women were non-combatants. One was a truck driver with a bad sense of directions; the other a doctor flying in a search and rescue helicopter. Both were, to use the official phrasing, "sexually abused". This story looks at what might have happened if women had been full combatants in that war. It was the second day of the air war and Air Force Major Diana Barker was feeling very...

Mary Ann

Bob has been happily married to his wonderful wife, Franny, for close to fifteen years. They have three children, aged sixteen, eleven, and five. Franny is in the Air Force as a technical sergeant, and Bob is a software engineer. When the Gulf War broke out, Franny got orders and left with 24 hours’ notice. That is how much time the military gives you when you are on active duty. Franny was a payroll clerk and the primary point of contact for contractors working with the military during the...

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