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Hot Summers & New Beginnings (Part 1) The summer was hot and the days seem endless that year. I’d just turned 9 years old, and like all regular boys of that age, was into all[…]

She reeked of what I had been wanting forever and a day (or so it seemed). I would sit in my bed, wearing all of nothing at all, my fingers finding its past my forest[…]

She closed her eyes and felt him. His arms around her bare shoulders. His lean hard body pressed hard against hers. He had a gently way of making love… taking his time… cool and relaxed.[…]

I gave Erika 30 minutes to clean herself up and come back downstairs. She had 5 minutes left. I sat on the couch and flipped through the channels. Not really paying attention to anything on[…]

Bob works hard and spends most evenings bowling or playing basketball at the gym. His wife thinks he is pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club.[…]

When I was ten years old, I lost my mother to a car accident! Growing up with my mom, I didn't know who my father was, until the police came to get me that day.[…]

Growing up in a rural area made it hard to socalize with people my own age or of other ages for that matter. My brother was eight years older than me and my best friend[…]

All I could think about was how hot it was today and just how cold it was yesterday; the heavy winds that had blown my Walmart bag across the parking lot as my friends had[…]

I noticed you because your hair was the same color as new, copper pennies. It shimmered and gleamed in the soft lighting of the bar each time you faked a laugh at one of your[…]

Late Three By Systematic It was around nine or ten when the maid barged in. It wasn’t the maid I’d been expecting, and it really wasn’t how I wanted to start the day. “I’m back,”[…]

It was a long day at work I was still in my suit I was sometime so tided how the men would treat me like I was straight. Yes I would let them buy me[…]

Gloria’s shapely body clad in her favorite short hot pink robe stood in the doorway to his bedroom. As her sultry green-eye scanned the room she saw Arnie, lying naked on the bed. She ogled[…]

He’s sitting there, telling me about Corey’s recent visit to the vet and I’m wondering to myself how it is that he turns the switch off and on so effortlessly. It’s almost as though he’s[…]

Author’s Note: Marie in the following story is the French version for Mary. George Washington Brush is a fictions President. This revision version is correct. The revision is in the deion of the Diplomatic Reception[…]

I Knew She Was a Bitch The year was 1970; three boys were at the drive-in theater when one meets up with an old acquaintance. He knows she was a bitch but didn’t think she[…]

Q. What do a clitoris, an anniversary, and a toilet have in common? A. Men always miss them. story by: Crude Guy