Putting Things Together
She promised not to smoke if I just came over. When I got there, she stank of mouthwash, and she didn’t know what to do with her hands. You could always tell the state of Amanda’s life by the state of...
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“The other night, I was so exhausted,” she said, pulling off her long socks. He was looking in the mirror, gauging the length of his stubble, rubbing his hand across his cheek. “I peeled off my...
View ArticleLucy’s Game
It started as just a little game between Lucy and me. How I’d tease her and how she’d blush and pout. “You know the only reason I like you is because of your big tits,” I’d say, pushing her into a...
View ArticleA Casual Beating
A short story from my early blogging days. Probably around 2007-8. Examining my somewhat burgeoning kink. There is a different tone, a different voice there. Sometimes it is playfully poetic, but...
View ArticleFaux Hunt
Winifred stood proudly in the gray light of dawn. A hair over five feet tall, seven stone, and barely nineteen years old, she was stark naked save a pair of Jack’s childhood hunting boots and a bright...
View ArticleA Quick Trip Downtown
Edward was taking me on another one of his damned adventures. I swear, if he weren’t like a brother to me, I’d be done with him. He shouted from the drawing room for me to hurry and dress, but I...
View ArticleDesire & the Flames
Wednesday meant a racing heart. Thursday through Tuesday meant long nights of writing, erasing, ripping up papers, and trying desperately to find the right words. Sophia wrote a poem every week. She...
View ArticleBlank Page
My heart was broken. My heart was broken in lab 427b at 13:45 on a rainy day in April. My name is Miles Brown, and I am a poor scientist. I know it, and now most of the faculty and Biophysicists and...
View ArticlePuffy
When did the obsession start? She’d started sending pictures out of the blue. A friend, but not a close friend, who was kept indoors because of the plague, suddenly decided that I needed to see her...
View ArticleThe Archivist
There is a particular brand of depression you experience when you have to move back in with your parents. At the tail end of college, Kate got lots of promises from professors and advisors, that her...
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