Back in the early 1800s, in old London Town, lived a lady called Carol. I say lady in the loosest possible sense. For Carol you see, was a lady of the night. And day actually, she wasn’t really that fussy. She was happy to give her body to any man, or woman for that matter, with a penny to spare. Yes my friends, Carol, for all her good looks and shapely figure, decided to ply her trade in the bargain basement end of the m...

"Ready?" Ali asked with excitement as she looked out of the passenger window as they pulled up in front of their new house. Scott looked over at his wife and gave her knee a little squeeze. "Yep, we finally made it. It'll be a long couple of days getting all of this crap unloaded though. I'm already exhausted from the drive." "Well, good thing you got your brother to help out, then!" Ali replied, her giddiness continuing...

The caretaker unlocked the old ornate iron gate as I'd requested.   I thought this place was genuinely creepy, but then you see all sorts of strange places when you're a location scout for reality TV shows.  I take a photograph of the large front entrance door standing partially open.  The door moves smoothly on its hinges, but spider webs and dust indicate it's been a while since anyone's used it.   There's scattered, br...

Chapter I Kristen caught my eye the second I saw her. Mysterious, and shy. Yet smart, confident, and quick-witted. She was in a couple of my classes in high school, but I never had the nerve to talk to her. I never saw her after graduation, but that would be expected. But I always remembered her from my high school days. The pretty girl, that must have gone on to bigger and better things. As fate would have it, I ran into...

The vacant, old house at the end of the lane beckons me. They always do - the dilapidated and forgotten. There is an appeal others overlook. Unable to resists its quietness, I settle in, deciding to call this place home. The wind blows through the window cracks, but it doesn't bother me. Oddly, I feel comforted in the chilled corners of the room - a warm welcome of sorts. Dust adorns the mantel. Cobwebs decorate the bland...

"Shhh!" they interrupt. "We just unscrooged our last grumpy geezer and wanna have some fun." "Ummm, okay." "We wanna fuck," giggles past and present ghosts. "And I'm gonna tap that ass, bitch," boasts future ghost, flashing her strap-on. "What?" I gulp. "Yeah, 'future you' goes there." The ghosts toss me onto my back. Present ghost's cookie-scented twat smothers me. Past ghost rides me reverse cowgirl while frenching futu...

“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 virgin at that!” “Hey, I heard that!” came a disembodied voice from inside the refrigerator she was opening to find the disembodied head of her latest sexual escapade, loo...

There is no better way to spend Halloween than sitting round a camp-fire deep in the woods, drinking home-made hooch and telling scary stories, legends of dark deeds and ghostly ghouls.  It was something that started with his grandparents when George was a child, and while it was then soft-drinks and tame tales, that sense of awe and wonder grew strong in the young boy's mind. The tradition continued through adolescence g...

A few years ago, I met my girlfriend at a friend’s Halloween party.  It was on Devil’s Night, Halloween Eve.  I wasn’t planning on going, but a couple of friends talked me into going. I didn’t wear a costume. It was too late when they finally talked me into going, so I just put on jeans and a nice shirt.  I showed up at nine. Mostly everyone who was invited had shown up by then.  I got there and within minutes I had a dri...

I knew the house was going to be a fixer-upper when I saw it on Zillow.  According to the price and tax history, the home had sat vacant for long periods of time between buyers.  The house was built in 1870 and still had, “good bones” as the television house DIY people would say. I work a second job on my days off from the firehouse.  Recently, I decided to quit working a part-time job and enjoy an open schedule and free-...

  I saw you tonight  In the reflection  Of the moon You were staring at me Reminding me I belong with you   I felt you tonight  Reaching forward  In a wave of truth As we were dancing  Lost in our movements In a rhythm for two    I cried for you this night  Creating a puddle  Of a storm filled ache Missing you immensely  With no regrets  In the life we made    I let go tonight  Loving you still  Though we parted  Forever...