I can’t shake the eerie feeling that someone is watching me. The small hairs down my spine stand at attention, as the apprehension in the pit of my stomach blossoms into something I can no longer ignore. Hastily, I scan the crowded bar studying faces, hoping to see someone familiar. The attempt falls short, and
“This a pic of a lady visiting from England with her secretary / minder,” my agent Ada emailed me. “You might not recognise her from the back view in that pic, but you will recognize her immediately when you meet her. She is not a famous as she once was, but still very well known.
Heather works at the rodeo with her husband. One day, a pair of men who had been lusting for her decide to take matters into their own hands. Heather fights back, but loses in a big way. Heather!Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the dirt parking lot towards the
Mom, Is It Time?It was nice to have a birthday celebration dinner. Rocco and I hardly ate out together due to our schedules. We never saw each other except in rare occasions like tonight, even though we shared the same home and bed.Our marriage morphed to be in name only in the past year.It wasn’t
The sun blazed high in the late August sky. It wasn’t the hottest day of the summer. The heat was oppressive because it touched that nerve of fatigue at the end of summer, when a person tired of hot weather. It was two o’clock. Paul had finished everything. He had taken his work-out in the
I’ve appreciated the comments and emails I’ve recieved so far….being a still-new writer I enjoy the compliments and get some help from the suggestions, so please keep them coming.”Damn it, you are not going out of the house dressed like that!”Later, Paul would have to say that there was no real reason for him blowing
Chapter FifteenTuesday, December 18, 2018Flagstone, NevadaWhat the hell was she doing? Life wasn’t supposed to be like this. Pamela rubbed her bleary eyes with one hand and stymied a yawn with the other. Look at me – I’m number crunching, of all things, at two in the morning. Such a surreal concept, right? Inputting and
Chapter 1: The PartyMandy was nineteen and worked in local coffee bar and Deli that doubled as a fine food restaurant and bakery called the ‘Chat and Chew’. Having recently graduated from high school, she now attended the local junior college. Mandy was 5’7″ and weighted in at one twenty-five average weight and height for
It was a little after midnight and I was heading home after working overtime at work. I planned on having some pizza and drinking couple of beers then getting some sleep. I was 31 years old at the time and still a virgin, a combination of my work and being painfully shy with girls had
She tried to teach me to say her Chinese name. My third attempt drew a smile, but I couldn’t tell if I’d succeeded or if she’d just given up. It was probably hopeless; I could only hear about half of what she was saying. The pub was noisy and I hadn’t quite tuned in to
My Big Sister the Wrestler”Wake up, sunshine!”The bright light invaded Jake’s sleepy eyes, and the cool air in the room gave him an instant shiver as the sheets were abruptly snatched off his bed.”It’s time for practice.”James’ big sister was a college wrestler, and for some reason, James had volunteered to help her with practice
A teenage boy’s normal struggles with growing up are complicated by his porn brain and pantie fetish, or at least that’s what he thinks. There might be more to the story. Potentialby BistanderChapter 28When Time Stands StillThe ride home from the mall gave Evan time to think about the rings. Other than the one he
It was a warm Saturday night in June. I was preparing for my best friend Tasha’s graduation party and I’d chosen a short white sundress, one that that hugged my boobs and barely covered the top of my thighs. It was my last ditch effort to seduce her before we both left for college. With
Diane – NowThe car moves nicely on the interstate, heading East. I have had to leave California, leave college with less than a year to finish. You see I’d got mixed up with some pretty bad people six months ago. That I got out from under is a miracle but it left me in fear
Memories, both fond and otherwise, can be recalled by the least expected of external stimuli. A snatch of conversation, the scent of a Spring blossom, a few bars of a tune long since in vogue. Many things.So it was the other month that whilst queued-up in suffocating heat, waiting to board the Chunnel train back
Continuing the night, and finding each other… Part 4 of the story, continued, from, well duh, parts 1, 2, and 3! I lay there quietly for some time, Jacky next to me, her breath competing with the volume from the tv that I was just now realizing was still playing. My breath came in pants
Anna’s Point Of View.Spending time with Chloe while Sean fucked my niece in the shower felt incredibly relaxing although I realized few people would consider me sane. I fed Alicia’s baby using warmed breast milk that she expressed and sang an old lullaby while rocking her in my arms.She was a gentle soul, and not
Summary: A Mother attempts to become her daughter’s Mommy-slut.Note 1: A special thanks goes to Anne for our many conversations over the past couple of years and the idea for this story…which is not as much fiction as one would believe.Note 2: Same goes to my loyal and dedicated copy-editor Estragon.Note 3: Lastly, same goes
Everyone is 18+ in the this story of love and lust with family. I rode the short bus in school and am dyslexic and use software and editors to make it easier to read.Rocky Mountain High or My Sin. Book 1Four years ago, in 2011, my Dad, David Allan Bogart, started not feeling well and
“One Philly Pig and one Grade School Lunch.””Thanks, Mack,” Alex said, taking the bag of bagels.”No coffee for Ariel?””Nah, she’s trying to cut back on caffeine.””Yeah, me too. Been trying for twenty years.”Alex grinned.”Bon appetit.””You too,” Alex joked on his way out.Ariel had already claimed the third table from the door, their usual spot. Someone