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Summer in the City

Most of my friends were happy to be done with junior year. One year left of high school. Then real life would hit. Some disappearing off to college if their families could scrape together the money, most moving on to "real" jobs like their Dads had. It was going to be our last free summer. Sure most of us had some kind of job to have spending money, but the nights were free, the weekends for adventure. We weren't "legal" yet but in those days 17ish was close enough. And if you were lucky...

A tale of an Uncle and his Niece

"Hey, Uncle Caleb! We frigging won! We are on to State," Missy said as she danced, waving her arms over her head as she bopped over to his car. But, of course, she was talking about the Chief basketball team. "You should have seen it. "Gordie had like 35 points, and we killed the Panthers 84-62," she added. Missy was a huge basketball fan. She played, but the girl's team didn't make it to districts. Missy started as point guard and was a three-point shooter. She was only 5'7" but...

Donny N Marie

Marie Ormond was glad to be leaving for college. She was tired of all the gossip, and not having any friends. It was a small town populated by smaller minds. Marie loved to write fiction, especially erotic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her tablet, which had been stolen five months ago. Whoever stole it had edited some of the racier stories so they appeared to be diary entries. One day she was a popular cheerleader, who all the boys wanted to date and all the girls envied. Then...

A Slow Dance

My daughter Annabelle has reached what are sometimes referred to as the terrible twos. If you are a parent or have been a parent, you know how demanding if wonderful a time this is. Annabelle had discovered speech and was walking. You find yourself chasing after a wobbling little person who seems able to traverse ground at the speed of light. A person who has an amazing vocabulary, but uses the word "NO" to the exclusion of all the rest. It was Saturday evening, and I was bathing my daughter...

Pawnographic

It was another long day at the pawn shop. I thought at least once a day about selling it or getting someone else to run the damn place, but I couldn't do it. My grandfather had started it, and then my dad kept it going. I couldn't bring myself to break the chain when he passed away. Seeing my neighbor shut off his hose and put his hands on his hips when I pulled into the drive at home didn't brighten my mood any. "Why don't you take care of your lawn?" he complained as I climbed out of...

Unplanned Guest

The last thing that Olivia had wanted this weekend was a guest. Not that she had anything important planned. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She had absolutely nothing planned for the entire week. No class, no work, no friends trying to talk her into going to the club to pick up guys. For the first time in almost a year she was going to have a week to herself just to be alone in peace and quiet and her fucking best friend had to go and ruin it by getting evicted. Not that it was really...

This is the Glory

Hi my name is Mal. Thats short for Malheureux, its a french name, but i'm irish so I have no idea what it means. Needless to say my parents are hippies. I grew up in Hilsborough NJ, a rich town, some farms, pretty much all white kids with time on thier hands. Right now I live in a dorm at rutgers university in newbrunswick, a hop skip and jump from my home town, yet a world apart. It's a city, it's dirtier, poorer and lots more fun. At home in hilsborough, I was such a good kid. Something...

Fly Me to the Moon

Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby, kiss me Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Fill my heart with song Let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, in other words I...

Life Altering Experience

He stared at his sister exiting the pool, water dripping from her thin, tanned body It glistened on her stomach and legs, causing her bikini top to cling revealingly to her small breasts. It accentuated their soft curves, and the taut nipples peaked as the cool air hit them. Greg hated to admit it, but he was more aroused then he'd ever been in his life. His dick knew it as it hardened rapidly and strained against the confines of his shorts. Not that he needed his genitals to tell him what he...

Saint LukeChapter 8

I think that if I had not run into Jimmy, I might have ended it. I was convinced that I owed a life for a life and the more I thought about it, the more right it felt in my head. If I hadn’t stumbled onto the attack when I did, I think I might have done it. Instead, during a late-night walk to clear my head, I heard the sounds of a scuffle, the meaty thuds of fists striking flesh and the cries of pain that followed. The voice that cried out was that of someone young. I turned down an alley,...

A MasqueradeChapter 2

The next month was slow torture. I spent my days laying around my motel room, or sitting by myself on the bus as we rolled down the road to the next set of shows. I called her from the green rooms or from the motel every night. The sound of her voice inevitably turned me on, and I'd be like a rock at the end of our conversations. I normally shower in the morning, but I started taking them right after getting off the phone with Em so I could jack off without making a mess. She would ask me...

Diane

August, 2007 At the age of 58 years old, more than half of it spent in a miserable excuse for a marriage, I walked away and never looked back. I make no excuses for my behavior, other than to say I have no idea what took me so long. None of my family or friends could believe I had managed to stay with that miserable excuse for a human being for nearly 35 years and still remained sane. Quite simply, I was committed to my only daughter and had vowed to do my damnedest to make sure she didn't...

McKayla s Miracle RevisitedChapter 6

I felt like I was going to melt into the bed. When I first met McKayla, I knew she was smart. But I didn't quite realise how smart she was until we were together for a couple of years. She was the kind of person who could pick up a new language with ease. She was always naturally curious, and when she put her mind to something, it came to her very easily. As a result, she engaged in a wide variety of activities and picked up a gazillion skills throughout her lifetime. Somehow, she passed...

AddictedChapter 21 And Sister Too

All of the adults at the Commune knew of my special relationship with Dish and Eileen, which meant that they also knew not to talk about it in front of strangers, which included Hannah until I told them otherwise. It helped that those adult females were all under my thrall and Devon was under his wife's. No matter how often I thought of myself as a sick fuck, because I was fucking my daughter and sister; looking at Devon gave me a better outlook. Devon literally liked having his nuts ruled...

The Commissar s in TownChapter 8

Alycen went straight home after her confrontation with Dan, more than a little shaken or flustered. It wasn’t just his words or anything like that. It was the fact that, as frustrating as Dan was, he was always dangerously attractive to her. Now he was even more so. Something about his cold, even hostile response appealed to Alycen on a visceral level. A man not under her thumb or spell for even a second? A man who could and would think for himself and openly reject society’s prevailing...

Every Woman Has a Price8 Hidden Fees

Elizabeth caught Darlene’s attention as she was leaving. The blonde felt like she could still feel Owen’s three hour old cum sloshing about in her womb like a storm on the high seas. She tied her hair back in her ponytail. She swayed from foot to foot as Darlene sent off her last table. “What’s wrong, bitch?” Darlene bumped Elizabeth’s hip with her own. She was in a good mood, the last table had tipped 20%. A much improved demeanour after the three ugly tipless dykes had left the brunette...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 2

I was jolted out of my slumber by a telephone call. I got up and saw a number that I dialed before on my caller ID. I had a headache, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from answering THIS call. It was from the head of the Republican Front’s South Charleston branch. “Hello?” I spoke nervously. “Hello, Mr. Walker. This is Dr. Marcellus Simms, head of the South Charleston branch of the Republican Front. I have heard that you are interested in joining the Front. We are always pleased to...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 3

The next few weeks were the proverbial blur, one could say. There was Militia training, initiation into the officer corps, and orientation as a field nurse. Compared to being a civilian RN, this was something quite different. I was busy, which I really liked, but I didn't have time for any kind of personal life. Nor did the reality of the battlefield change this for me. I was harried, hustling from one wounded soldier to another. The number of combatants greatly outweighed the noncombatant...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 5

Summer and I both lay very sleepily and lazily on her bed for much of that morning after the breakfast and cowgirl-style sex. Before I knew it, we had dozed off again completely, my sweet new fiancee resting her head with its soft, golden hair on my chest for comfort and intimacy. I slept until roughly noon, when the sunlight was too bright in my eyes and woke me, but I was loathe to wake her. Furthermore, I enjoyed this kind of vulnerability on Summer’s part, her warmth and affection for me...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 6

“So, how do you like the sandwich? Pretty good for a lunch, don’t you think?” Summer fished for compliments, not that she needed to, but obviously she had some insecurities. “Summer, you’re a professional short-order cook. Have some faith in your cooking skills, please! I think that it’s cute how insecure you are at times, but, baby, you’re really the bomb in the kitchen, trust me! That wonderful breakfast, the fantastic dinner last night at your diner, this excellent sandwich that you made...

The FreshmanChapter 25 Two Freshmen and Two Mistresses

Jason spent a very bleak New Year's Eve, sitting alone in the house. His parents and sister went to the country club to celebrate New Year's, in a bizarre façade of family unity. Jason couldn't stomach spending a night at the country club play-acting with the other members of his family, nor did he have any desire to risk running into someone from his high school. He would spend the night alone, since not even the maids would be in the house. At first Mrs. Schmidt wanted to insist that...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 7

Hours later... Barry grunted more than a few times as I pushed in and out of his asshole, buggering him with the kind of vigor that he seemed to relish, at least for now. If he didn’t appreciate getting sodomized, he could have fooled me, as his responses all indicated that he very much enjoyed it. This was Summer’s big brother, and yet here he was, bent over as she had been at times, taking my cock up his ass just as she did up hers. I had to admit that I reveled in the idea of fucking...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 8

North Carolina Theater of Operations, Suburbs of Winston-Salem April 9, 2011 “Incoming! Move this tent now!” I heard rather disturbing orders from the commander of my medical team, but so be it. “Rat bastards! Now, I’ll have to triage them! There’s no saving them now!” I cursed as I realized that any hopes of saving three fine young soldiers went down the drain. Enemy rocket fire was no joke, even if their supplies of rockets had to be dwindling drastically by this point. It was a bluff, I...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 10

“So, what is it to be done with the prisoners? These aren’t situations envisioned very well by the Hague or Geneva Conventions, neither of which have been ratified by the Commandant on our side or the Imperial Wizard on his. Not, mind you, that there is any quarter given much of late. Or asked, for that matter. Kluckers are only surrendering when wounded like those chaps over there,” Doctor Anne Thorpe, our very British chief surgeon, inquired. “Beats me. I do know that my ex-wife is among...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 11

Our neat little tryst didn’t last as long as we hoped, of course. As the weather cleared, we heard the first barrage of enemy artillery and felt its impact. Those motherfuckers were back at it and they likely wouldn’t stop this time until we (well, collectively speaking) were forced to completely annihilate them. Frankly, I hoped that we did. It was time to clean the genepool, and those scum could be among the first to leave it. “Don’t worry. Our own guns are giving them far more hell, as...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 12

“Wake up, wake up!” I heard Anne jerk me awake, and not in a good way, either. “What’s up?” I asked groggily as I tried to shake myself out of that state. “We gotta bustle, man! Time to relocate! Nicer place this time. Whole bloody, motherfucking street requisitioned for hospitals and quarters!” Anne told me, “evidently, that barrage was the last of their heavy munitions and they used it up trying for a breakout from the growing, alarming encirclement of their forces.” “So, where are...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 13

“Orders from the top. We must prioritize Militia over enemy wounded,” Dr. Samuel Singh informed us now. “Well, that’s ... medically ... unethical, by all usual standards, but probably necessary. Anyway, it’s an order, so we have to follow it. This isn’t the Holocaust and we’re not the SS or Gestapo. We’re doctors and nurses doing the best that we can, and we’re also soldiers in an army with a chain of command,” Anne observed, ending that debate as far as all of us were concerned. If Dr....

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 14

I was smack dab in the middle of suturing a patient when I heard her voice. Megan. Damn it, I was trying to work here! “What do you want, Megan?” I demanded, “I’m working here. Sorry, Beau. That’s my ex-wife.” “Really? Damn! I don’t know what happened between you, but you’re already my hero for doing this and doubly so for having tapped THAT!” Staff Sergeant Beau Barnes chuckled as I finished him up. Megan blushed at the obvious praise, “I just wanted you to know that there is a hearing...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 15

“Yes, I’m afraid that we’ll have to triage these. Too far gone and they’re enemy besides. Orders are orders,” Anne decided, still not feeling great about the idea. She never did, that much I knew. For that much, for all of our callous talk about the foe, even though they were despicable racist scum, it was against my instincts and my medical ethics to be too comfortable letting anyone die. I could be a cold, heartless bastard sometimes, but it wasn’t my default setting by any...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 16

“Well, any news?” I asked Samuel, who showed me an envelope with a letter from his wife, Ravneet. I showed him an identical one from Summer. It smelled of her ... and it wasn’t perfume, either. I wondered how the mail guy felt about the scent of my fiancee’s pussy on the envelope, since it was likely that he recognized the smell. Judging by that aroma, I wasn’t too shocked at the good news that it contained. No “Dear John” letter for me. Instead, I got this... Dear Master, So, I’m...

No Contest Book 2 Hard Fought 1991 93Chapter 38

The party proved a huge success for several people. Joe put on some quiet jazz. Mostly Coltrane and Miles. But that was changed to Eddie quietly playing his twelve string. Joe joined him in the living room, playing Nigella’s old acoustic/electric bass. Then Charlie tinkled the ivories with them. A girl joined him at the piano bench. Another nervous and shy genius. The youngest of Essie’s precocious genius classmates. A pretty little brunette, especially when she relaxed, which she did after...

No FutureChapter 20 The Good of the Country

Psychlone 2106 "Eric Esterhazy is a cunt." Psychlone, or Simon as he was still known to his mother or Psy as his friends called him, liked the lyric's essential message, but it raised a host of obvious issues. If he incorporated the phrase into his next release, would anyone even know who Eric Esterhazy was? If it hadn't been for his Second Class degree in Political History, Psychlone probably wouldn't have known either. It was only five years since he'd been an undergraduate at the...

Fringe BenefitsChapter 7

I wake up to the sound of the running shower. The spot next to me is empty once again. I don't know how Nicole keeps managing to climb out of bed without waking me up; the cats will routinely rouse me from deep sleep just by jumping on the bed and parking themselves between my feet. I blink the sleep out of my eyes and check my watch. It's seven thirty in the morning, and I have a good four hours before my flight leaves from San Francisco International. Once again, I have a hangover, but...

Path To GloryChapter 22

Bailey fared better in her second tournament. She made the cut but was still far back on the leaderboard. Still, for a 17-year-old amateur, I was pretty impressed. Both of our birthdays fell on the following week — which was good because it was an off week from her travels. The U.S. Women's Open was two weeks away and it was being played about an hour from Virginia Beach. I considered driving over, but I knew Bailey wanted time to prepare for the tournament. I did manage to have 18 roses...

Magic 101Chapter 8

Friday was a bust, as far as holidays go, but then again, New Year’s Eve had been a bust too! Those of us who were hanging around had decided to have our celebration Saturday night instead. There would be no countdown, but we came for a party and we were going to have one! Saturday was a lazy day, with many folks traveling back home or down to the city. Maggie and I just lazed around for half the day and spent the other half meeting with people. Some had business proposals, and some were...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 17

Every stroke of my cock going in and out of Sergeant Kara Soares worked very well with similar thrusts from my comrade, Second Lieutenant Aaron Goldberg. Each of us timed it as well as we could, ensuring that she didn’t have any time where her pussy was vacant for even a second. Sometimes, and more often than expected, we overlapped and I felt his dick next to mine inside her juicy twat, of course, which excited her even more. “Oh, God ... fuck, yeah! You guys ... fuck ... this is ......

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 18

Dear Summer, I am very thrilled to hear of your news about the three pregnancies, regardless of paternity, of course. I look forward to seeing those three bellies swell up with baby bumps from each of those babies on the way. We will grow our family and raise it together as a plural and group marriage, as a rare, unique family. I look forward to even more pregnancies with at least two possible fathers. I also look forward to seeing Joanna again. Naturally, I have no reason to doubt that I...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 19

Dear Ravneet, I don’t know if this letter will reach you in response to yours. I think that you were aware that if you couldn’t get out, only luck, Providence, or both would enable your admittedly heartbroken and apologetic “Dear John” epistle to reach my desk. Well, it obviously arrived, and if you’re reading this, so did my response by the oddest quirk of Fate or God or whatever. I must confess that this hurts. It hurts a lot, in fact. But you know that. It clearly hurts you as well. I...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 20

The hours and work until the devil’s threesome were a blur. I was eager for it, as were Anne and Samuel, even if on my end it was my last time coupling with her. It was still one helluva way to close that chapter of our lives, with a nice, healthy, quite literal bang. The day that we chose for it proved to be a very draining one, so we all had to relax and recover first, starting with a nice meal separate from the mess. It was a 48 hour leave, after all. We even shared a couple of glasses of...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 21

“What happened?” I asked as I was rushed into the operating room with little time to prepare myself. “Land mines were discovered only after they detonated in key areas, causing much suffering. Clearly, the Klan left those there as a last laugh over their conquerors, namely us. There was a whole fucking minefield underneath parts of the city. What’s more, several timed explosives destroyed various buildings and killed even more people in downtown Winston-Salem. We’re having to amputate a lot...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 22

I awoke to being ridden ... by Anne. I was in no small amount of shock, of course. She had made a point of telling me that she had to swear me off and be faithful to Samuel, yet here she was, fucking me in the wee hours of the morning ... where, exactly? I looked around in the darkness as my eyes adjusted to it. That was when I realized that he was behind her, Samuel was, pounding her ass as she rode my dick with her pussy. What in the blazes of Hell? What happened to his jealousy? What...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 23

Militia Field Hospital Outskirts of Raleigh, North Carolina (last holdout) June 1, 2011 “Triage, triage now!” Anne barked her rather sharp order at me, even as Sam, Aaron, and the rest of us carried out her instructions. Triage ... bad news for all, but especially for the unlucky patients on the wrong end of triage. It was an ever present reality of medical combat duty, the elephant in the room, but it was also a sign that things weren’t going all that well. It was bad enough to have to...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 24

Militia Field Hospital Raleigh, North Carolina June 7, 2011 “So, that’s the last of the patients to stitch up from the final assault. Triage can be lifted now, thank God, if He really exists. I got my doubts, looking at a world as crazy as this one. I never thought that I’d miss the old, corrupt civilization of the past, even the posh bastards of the Etonian elite. Little secret. I’m not as ... upper crust as I let people believe. Old habits die hard, of course. I’ve found that pretending to...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 25

Danville, Virginia June 24, 2011 On the train back home, I tried not to pay attention to the news too much, but it was quite inescapable. South Carolina was well on its way back into the Union, due to haggling between the Republican Front and the sketchy state government in Columbia. What a far cry that was from 1860, I grinned as I recalled that the Palmetto State had the dubious distinction of being the first ever state to secede from the Union back then. “Mind if I join you?” I heard a...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 27

The next afternoon, June 25, 2011 Lynchburg, VA “Damn it, Juliette, this nurse of yours is an even better lover than I thought!” Trish exclaimed as I reamed her good and hard from behind. “Told ya, didn’t I? He’s more than worth it, gigolo or not! That soldier boy can fuck like the world’s ending or something!” Juliette laughed as she spread Trish’s cheeks and licked her booty in front of me. “Damn, girls, that’s only going to make it harder for me to last!” I chuckled as I pulled Juliette...

Shutter ReleaseChapter 33 Flames and Scars

On Monday, I was very relieved to get summoned to the principal’s office. Despite the amused looks I got from my classmates, I was feeling pretty high. Dr. Kendall had been silent since our meeting the previous week, a bit worrisome since the time before May wasn’t exactly abundant. But I trusted in his promise, and now it seemed we’d be shifting into gear. When I stepped into his office, another man was already sitting in one of the chairs. He looked vaguely familiar. I took the initiative...

I m Just Different

I looked at the clock which read 1:45. Great. I’m stuck here, with this chick for fucking another hour and a half. “It doesn’t seem like you’re fond of me Derek, what seems to be the problem?” “Cause you think I belong here. And I don’t. I’m not a fucking pothead, I don’t shoot up, and I’m not troubled as you “doctors” say. You continuously piss me off. Do you blame me? I’m fucking sitting here. With you. And your ugly face for almost 3 hours every single Friday. And that’s more then enough. I...

Power Failure

Note to the reader: Hi. My name is Angie, better known as Tasty Little Pop Tart to my readers. The condo in this story will be easily recognizable to a select few. Maybe more, depending upon my actual readership. It appeared in my short story Apparition, though with a different cast of characters. This story is similar, in that Matthew has a weekend alone with a sex toy and his mom's lingerie. It is totally different in that Matthew doesn't make it through the night as a boy. He gets high...

Beyond the Sea Ch 02

Arkady is not a popular person, and she loves it. It gives her time to read. Arkady is the best forensic language analyst in the blue states. Her time is occupied with codes, patterns, research, and puzzles. She is not capable of anything else. At a younger age she was thought to have a learning disability, but to her great luck, her mother called bullshit, loudly: ‘Nothing wrong with my daughter but she likes to goddamn read. Don’t you have drugs to say no to? Leave her the hell alone!’ ...

Junior Year Ch 04

IV. Let’s Get High The first week back at school was finally over. It was a balmy Friday night. Storm clouds hung low and threatening, and the humidity was thick in the air. Kitty and Brad were at a barbeque/day long house party on the other side of campus with the soccer team. After they had dinner, Adam told Lauren he needed to go back to the library to get a head start on an extra credit assignment. He said it wouldn’t take too long, and that he’d be back at the apartment by six that...

Property and Ownership

It was not quite as long as I am tall. I am only 5'2”. And husky. Dan would force me to say I'm husky. I have a great big ass that most men like to smack. I don't have a classically pretty face. Most of the time, Dan liked to keep me in a full head harness, with a gag that had a black panel attached to it, covering my mouth. How it had gotten to be this way was a gradual thing. I had started off as Dan's girlfriend. His live-in girlfriend. He met me,...

The Vacation 0

I'm 24 and in good shape. I don't exercise, but I eat alright and have a physically demanding job, so it keeps me in check. My cock is a modest 6.5 inches, 7 on a good day. Just putting it out there now, I'm not gay. I am very much attracted to women. I wouldn't even say I'm bi. Like at all. I don't find any man "attractive." The only thing I like about men is their cocks. The idea of a cock in my mouth and/or ass, or mine in theirs turns me on to no end. Other than that, guys do...

Dance With A Concubine Part One

My story begins on a day like any other; I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm screaming away the words to my favorite song, ‘Feeding the undead’ by Bloodbath. I am a metal head, go figure. I hit the snooze button and dozed off for like 15 minutes before I realized I was late for work. I work as an archaeologist specializing in Inca symbols and trinkets. My team got called in to a town by the ‘New York Historic Society’ called Livingstone to investigate a cave found by some local potheads...

Taking Bout My Generation

"It was fifty years ago today." I paraphrase them, but the Beatles weren't at Woodstock. But I was. A spry, music-loving eighteen-year-old from Western Kentucky. Even my hippy parents wanted to go, but being elderly and in their forties (how my perspective has changed) they stayed home on the commune. Music has always evoked my most treasured memories, along my souvenir panties collection.I shelled out the $18 for a three-day pass for those glorious days of peace and love in upstate New...

Extended Reunion

I found out years later that my Mom had known the whole time what had happened, and said that was one of the reasons they had moved and distanced themselves from that side of the family. I look back and I am so glad she did that. Most of my cousins were total losers, potheads, prostitutes and some were drug addicts of a more serious kind. My two younger brothers and 2 other female cousins had moved away from this area and we all had a bit of success either in college or in business. I had...

A Tale of 2 Nerds Life with My Sister

This one doesn't have too much sex, and the sex it does have is small - I'm sorry, everyone. It seems like this is becoming more erotic literature instead of just a smut story. I'm having fun writing it though, so I hope you enjoy reading it. As for the lame title, I couldn't think up anything, and I didn't wanna risk being fancy and messing things up again. Do you REALLY care about the chapter title since you already know of the story? If you couldn't read the previous chapter...

Friend with Breasts All the Rest

A friend in needs a friend indeed, A friend with weed is better. A friend with breasts and all the rest, A friend who’s dressed in leather. – Placebo’s ‘Pure Morning’ The song quote above spawned this ultimate stoner fantasy back in my college days. Some of you might question if such a topic belongs in the romance section but I didn’t think it fit anywhere else. If the girl in the story seems just a little too perfect it’s because she became several make believe women I planned to write about...

Masquerade

I had approached the halfway point for my second time around, the sun had by now completely departed the upper horizon of our world, and darkness now replaced the once colorful sky. I looked up and sighed at the beautiful stars, so bright, and looking down on me like a million eyes of angels. The sight as usual was breathtaking. I continued walking and as I approached an area of the path, that had a scattering of picnic tables and benches, I saw a few friends of mine from the neighborhood...

Party Girl pt 1

I just turned sixteen, and the furthest I’ve gone was kissing a boy, but this night changed my life. It was a night of many firsts that went like this… My two friends were frequent smokers, you could say potheads. And I so badly wanted to try it just once, and I’d be satisfied. So they invited me to their party. Not really the sort of party a sixteen year old girl should be at. I got there in the afternoon, and we hung out outside until dark. Alli’s dad didn’t get home until three in the...

The Cougar Book Club

The four single women were friends, in their mid-thirties, and attractive. The group met every Tuesday at the Forest View Country Club north of Chicago in the suburbs. None of them were particularly good at golf, so it was more of a social event than a sporting one. Following their round on the course, they lunched together at the club to catch-up and gossip.All of them were divorced, so they had plenty to say about men. Most of it wasn't exactly favorable. Despite their opinions of men, they...

Share and share alike

My brother Kurt is 4 years younger than me. All through high school he dated this fairly hot chick named Ciara. They were pretty much always together they were both potheads after High School they moved in with each other in an apartment in a seedy part of town. After they were together about 4 years my brother announced that Ciara was pregnant with their first c***d. at this point my brother decided he might as well marry her that way she would be on his health insurance. At about this time I...

Honey

Honey By Jaded I had a set routine that followed a regular pattern. I'd get up around 10am and then after coffee, a cigarette or two and maybe a slice of toast, I'd head through to the front room, roll a joint and usually catch the last half of 'Trisha'. Ah, the joys of morning television - praise the lord for giving people the need and desire to humiliate themselves on camera for all to see. Trisha offers 'oohs' and 'aahs' and 'uh-huhs' at all the right points and then...

Alice

ALICE By Lisa Fox I must admit that I was a bit skeptical when Harold first came to live with me. I was his only surviving relative, so I really couldn't refuse the poor little orphan, but I am well into middle age, and though I raised two children of my own, I had no experience with boys, especially boisterous, rampaging, girl-crazy adolescent boys like Harold. Still, I had an obligation to my dear, departed sister, so I agreed to take him under my wing and do what I could for him,...

Underneath the Surface Friends with Benefits

Underneath the Surface: Friends with Benefits ~by Taylor Ryan~ For Paolo They say the mind is the first thing to go, I think. I really didn't know if that related to my situation. I just knew I was losing it fast. I hardly even recognized my old name anymore. Every time I heard it spoken it was like hearing the name of some vague acquaintance in passing. My new name had become quite familiar to me. Emily even liked it when Mitch called me, what he referred to as, his pet name. I...

M I B D Artemis The Hunter

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