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el_henke
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Memories Of Him

A slip that cost him everything.

"Mind if I light a smoke?" he asked. "Isn't that what you came for in the first place?" she queried back. He chuckled, nervously fidgeting with the pack, checking one last time if anyone he knew was there like a teenager who'd dusted off his dad's stash o...

He comes home early. Door's locked. Strange. Calls for his wife from the hallway—no reply. Groceries? Not her usual time. Upstairs, bedroom, he figures, taking a nap—not there either. A suspicious movement in the corner of his eye—the garden! Huh? Naked?...

Brad, The Underwhelmingly Inept Ghost

Her place is haunted... by a self-conscious spirit.

“Fuck, I should have known better,” Ella muttered under her breath, reaching for the bag of breakfast cereals, “than to—Argh!—let a ghost have his way with me.” She slammed the door of the cupboard with determined frustration. “And a desperate incapable v...

"Gotta tell you something," she hesitated, nervousness obvious, avoiding his gaze in shame. "I stuff my bra—got really small boobs." "That's okay. I prefer flat-chested girls," he replied, equally uncomfortable with his upcoming confession, voice cracking...

Memories Of You

An experience that prevents them from moving on.

I walk over the cool meadow, the dewy blades of grass sliding between my naked toes, the pleasant dampness wetting my soles. You lie in the sun as you always do, patiently waiting for me, gaze fixed to the sky. The grass beside you is soft and warm, the c...

"Kiss me," croaked the frog. Took him in my hands; noticed the prominent crown on his head. How do fairytale princesses keep missing obvious details? Superficial tarts! "Kiss me, fair damsel." He stared at my cleavage. Definitely a dude. Rolled my eyes. "...

Attack Of The Loving Dead

She died under mysterious circumstances—or did she?

“Dude, you gotta see this,” Pat said. “Fresh meat.” I rolled my eyes. There were several ways of coping with being constantly surrounded by death and putrefaction, the perks of working in the morgue-slash-autopsy of the forensics department. Pat just had...

Carolina Reaper

One man's pain is the next man's pleasure? Sure, but what if pleasure is derived from the pain?

Tremendous fascination can be found in spices—take capsaicin. While leaving most other living species indifferent, it induces sharp, lasting pain in mammal mucus. Owing to these features, it has found widespread use in agronomy against rodent pests or as...

Elevator Blackout

Nothing says 'promotion' quite like the 'privilege' of becoming your boss' personal assistant.

The day was especially quiet—not that much happened in those cubicles anyway but on this particularly bland day when even the clouded sky tried to blend in with the monotonous gray of the city's concrete jungle. The office was so quiet, Julian thought he'...

Hospital Visit

His uncomfortable situation gets relieved by a mysterious nurse.

Robert walked up to the counter. From the dottiness of his steps, it was clear he was uncomfortable walking. The elderly receptionist adjusted her glasses. She too was wearing the sterile pastel mint green scrubs. “St. Andrew's emergency service, how may...

Graduation Exam

Despite the lockdown, graduation exams have to be taken. At home. To the roomie's discomfort.

“Thank you and now get the hell into your room. I can't work with you beside me,” Claire scolded her roommate Christopher with just a hint of desperation in her voice. “Come on, you didn't even receive the e-mail with your exam questions yet. Besides, it...

Bicycle Ride

His bicycle ride takes him through the forest where he sees an attractive pair of jiggly tits.

Late Summer; just before Fall equinox. His favorite time of the year. Leaves changing color. Air getting cooler. Dusk falling just as his homeward bicycle ride takes him through the forest. Dusk always appears unusually long during these two weeks. Long s...

Soccer Mom

Why did he agree to give the spoiled brat a ride home? The boy's mother's tits, what else?

Thank you. Xoxo, the text read. Sean cursed at the prospect of having to endure Michael's various caprices longer than necessary and at his inability to say no—more accurately: to say no to the pair of perky breasts Michael's mother, Sharon, used to keep...