Goes without saying that I ain’t using my man’s real name, trashy ass sportswriters would have themselves too much fun dragging his black ass over the coals for some of what I got to say and he don’t need the humiliation of the rest of what I got to say. I’m just gonna call...
Tad was on his way up in the corporation; he could feel it. Employee reviews were just around the corner and he finally seemed to be making a good impression on his boss. He knew that competition for a promotion would be fierce, and being good wasn't going to be enough. Tad knew that he was...
Tom was sitting on his porch, drinking a beer, when he saw the strange lights in the sky. They seemed to be in a circle and they blinked blue, yellow and red. They didn’t look like any plane he’d ever seen before. He headed off into his cornfield to get a better look. Walking between...
“Ready for your bath, dear?” Anne Pilson asked. “Yeah, I guess so,” Lindy replied while still doing her homework. “Just give me another minute, okay?” “I’ll go run the water,” Anne replied, “take your time.” Five minutes later Anne...
“Tommy, are you seeing that little Asian girl again tonight?” Doris Evans asked her eighteen year old son. “Yup,” he replied while combing his hair, “I think we’ll hit a movie and stop off for some burgers after the show.” Doris leaned against the bathroom...
“Mother, I’m so embarrassed!” Heather whined. “Can’t we please just go home?” “I promise to be a good girl, really I do!” “I’m sorry, dear,” Beth Peters replied gently, “but I’m afraid that we’re way past the point...
Prologue: Erica Fry is a fortyish woman who has on a whim taken it upon herself to visit a company that records one’s sexual fantasies on audio tape. A woman thirty something woman named Valerie has taken her to a room in which there is a chair designed to sexually arouse the user when she...
Erica Fry thought long and hard before making up her mind to go inside. Nervously she waited for the receptionist to finish up with a middle aged lady who was then ushered away to what must have been the rear of the offices. “May I help you?” the young red haired woman asked. “Uh...
Jane Crawford looked nervously around the outer office of PIG studios while trying to maintain her outer calm. “Judas priest,” she mumbled under her breath. “What the hell am I doing here?” She picked up a two year old copy of People magazine to try and take her mind off...
Tagert Prince stood in the doorway of his wife’s dressing room and smiled to himself as he watched her applying her makeup. She glanced over at her dripping wet husband and offered, “You better get a move on, Tag, we’re going to be late as it is.” He quickly started...
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