Quickies

Stanley’s Resolve

Stanley examined his face in the mirror. I must get rid of these pimples. Then maybe Stanley could have some friends. Even a chance with his blonde cheerleader fantasy, Maryanne. The prettiest girl in school. Built. Like. Hell. But Maryanne already has a boyfriend.... read more

Unassailable

“It’s unassailable. The honour guard watches day and night, always heedful…” “It’ll not be without risk, but she’s penetrable.”Le chevalier de Sémence1was cocksure.If anyone could pull off such a frontal thrust, it was surely him. “Mark my words. Soon Sémence... read more

Fertile

Damned forced overtime, he thought. Why can’t the cheap bastards see that they need to hire at least three more people? The ride home sucked too. Wearily he closed the door behind him and turned to see his wife – in a bordello-red chemise – loping in full, long-legged... read more

A Brief Time Together

Those fingers brushed downwards through her hair towards her neck then followed the line of her jaw to her chin. She could feel them, feather-light on her skin and the blood rose to her cheeks. Her eyes narrowed. Her lids partially closed. She shivered as those gentle... read more

Spring Breezes

After finishing my undergraduate education in literature, philosophy and the fine arts, I was confronted with the need to eat. As no one required the services of a part-time dramatist and bon vivant, I worked off and on as a day laborer in non-union factories in the... read more

Toenails

Becca and Dave had known each other for some time, meeting a few years ago at a racquetball tournament in which they both ended up without partners. They were teamed, randomly, and lost in the first round. But after, they went out for lunch, found they had a lot in... read more

The Stacks

“John? I’m not wearing a bra. See?” “Pull your sweater back down. This is the library, for Pete’s sake, not your bedroom. Besides, you never wear a bra.” “I’m not wearing panties either.” “Debbie, please.... read more

Try it; You’ll Like It

“Honey, I don’t know; I’m scared.” “C’mon, baby. I thought you wanted to. Whacha scared of?” “I’m afraid it’s gonna hurt.” “It isn’t gonna hurt.” “How do you know?”... read more

Stiffed

Well, I gotta tell ya, ya won’t be a-ketching my old white ass out there with my sexual brothers, as ya might say. Oh, I knowed it’s the parcel these days. But I’ll tell you something about stonewallin’, old friend. They ain’t a one of em... read more

Undead Urges

“Why won’t you eat me out?” Katie, blood drunk, caterwauled into the four A.M. graveyard darkness. “You know why,” Tom replied. He refused to be drawn into this recurring argument. Normally he wouldn’t have balked at such a request.... read more
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