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I stopped and took a breath, my fingers gently curled under the elastic waistband of her sheer boy-short cut panties. Trying not just to merely remember, but to burn this into my brain in case[…]

Gertie was a naive gal. She certainly didn't know how to choose her boyfriends very well. Just like her current boyfriend Curt, they all had abused her in one way or another. Being this kind[…]

Marci reluctantly hung up the phone. It certainly is a treat for her, to be talking to me again so soon, so late at night. She looks around her, dark, empty apartment wishing I was[…]

[i]I wrote this story a few months ago and posted it to another forum. You may have seen it. If you haven?t then I hope you will take the time to read it now. There[…]

Chapter 3 Normally Adam could not conceive of further sexual congress in one sitting. Usually a performance such as he had displayed would require a rest interval. Due to the design considerations within Siren, Adams[…]

Bob calls in to his job: "Hey, boss I'm not coming to work today. I'm really sick. I got a headache, stomach ache, and my legs hurt, so I'm not coming into work." The boss[…]

Once, a curious 5-year-old heard her parents arguing. She eavesdropped as they called each other names like bitch and bastard. She interrupted and asked them what a bitch is and what a bastard is. Her[…]

Chapter 5 One week later… I contemplated the city bellow me as I leaned on the black balcony railing of the 10th floor ballroom. Given that it was 8pm, the city was surrounded by the[…]

Tess lay on her bed in a bubble of self pity. It was Friday night and the boy she had asked out at school had refused her. Another weekend alone and it didn't help that[…]

The Therapy I Needed My name is Scott Radner and it was the end of May 1970 and I had been out of the United States Marine Corps for a grand total of 9 weeks.[…]

"Clean your plate, Gil," Uncle Ned admonished his eighteen year old nephew, "we don't want to waste food, there are starving children all over the world who would give anything for your left overs!" "Yes,[…]

I’d known Dave for three years. When I started comprehensive school he had become a good friend of mine, and I regularly went over to his house to hang out. We’d usually play video games,[…]

"Dispatch, this is 27." "This is dispatch. Hey, Johnson, you can loosen up on the formality. You're not in the big city now, just a sheriff's department in a big rural county, a bunch of[…]

It all started with a click, one single click, and it lead to the most amazing friendship and relationship anyone could ever ask for. This is my story: All throughout the years of his life,[…]

Meagan’s Life Lessons by BrettJ © 2009 16-year old Meagan Rivers was home from Boarding School and assumed she’d be on her own for the summer. There was no way in hell her parents were[…]

I used to work out at the small gym near my office. Almost everyone works out with a trainer, so there are really just a few people in the place at any time. I’m friends[…]