Aaron was debating going to the office party. He never went, but maybe this year he should go. He lived alone and often felt lonely. Socializing was just often difficult. He was into weird things and had a hard time not info-dumping on people during conversation. It always hurt when people would be into him, but then realize what it meant when he told them he had autism and then lost interest because they couldn’t handle...

It was the summer between my first and second year at college. In June, my Mom came up with an idea that would let me make a little money, do a good deed, and get my lazy ass out of the house—a win-win for everybody. Her recently-divorced friend from church, Sharon, needed minor repairs on her old, boxy two-story house. Her husband had taken care of everything, and he was gone. So I called Sharon for directions, put some...

“God damn!  You ain’t sticking that boloney roll in me!”  That ended Don’s and my chances of pussy that night. There were three of us; me, Don, and Bob.  I lived about twenty-five miles out in the country and had a car.  Bob lived in the city’s West End, the “baddest part of town”, as a Jim Croce song phrased it.  Don lived in a small town about fifteen miles north of the city.  We’d all met via CB radios and had become f...

Freedom of the PressWhen I was twenty years old I decided to use a newspaper to improve my romantic life. To be more precise, I wanted to create a romantic life where none had existed before. I had gone to the City College of New York expecting to meet girls - or even just one girl, perhaps - as well as get a degree to improve my chances for some as yet unspecified career.By the summer of 1975 between my sophomore and jun...

Alone at that bar on my thirty-fifth birthday, I had to disagree with those magazines that claimed this was my sexual peak. Having a drink while I waited for the tow truck, about the last thing I expected to hear was someone offering to buy me another. I didn’t need to turn to know he was drunk and desperate. The former was confirmed by the sound of the voice; the latter, by my appearance: the bulky sweater that masked my...

As the party bustled around him, Carlos Garcia adjusted the plastic fangs in his mouth and hoped that the fake blood on his lips hadn't smeared too badly. As he smoothed and adjusted his cape he snuck glances at the girl across the room. She was exactly the type that Steve had told him he should approach: a cute, perky looking gothess dressed as a slutty vampire. Her breasts were equally perky, accentuated by her tight to...

The third prince was young. Never having initiated a virgin, Jeena thought it could be fun teaching him and molding him to be the husband she wanted. What he lacked in skill could be made up in stamina and enthusiasm until the skill was taught. The queen had sequestered Prince Jason in a room off the library. He had used the days awaiting her to study some history in volumes not available in New Paleoland. They discussed...

My encounter with Natalie was an amazing one, the girl I would finally lose my virginity to on a wonderful sex filled weekend. It was August, and I'd been on the prowl for like crazy. after trying to date several girls, having minor hookups but nothing major. In retrospect, my problem was I was trying to date these girls, trying to fall in love, instead of fucking them silly. Annie had been fun, but I could never get up w...

A week passed and Sandy had not heard any fallout from the hacked videos. Jacques was under scrutiny at the college and as he had predicted, his deanship was rescinded. The perpetrators had not been found but the videos were being blocked as best the computer science department could manage. Sandy was starting to feel a little more secure until she was at the club one Wednesday afternoon. As she walked toward her friends...

I turned eighteen a month into my senior year of high school. Skinny, shy, good at math; I was last pick for the basketball team and last pick for the opposite sex. But by Christmas, I had gone from being terrified of girls to living the cliché as the official “sexually non-threatening platonic guy friend” of the five hottest chicks in school. As nice as it was to have popular friends and beautiful women to look at all da...

I was loading my car with items I had just bought, when I heard a voice across the car park calling my name, “Pete, Peter, over here!” I turned my head towards the shouting and could see a woman waving her arm and looking in my direction, “Pete, hi, it’s me.” It was my older brother’s mother in law. I’ve, well, we’ve never gotten along with each other, she hates me and I don’t really like her that much. She thinks I’m a l...

"What's wrong, Tish?""Oh nothing, Chaz. I just got friendzoned by a guy I like, um, used to like. He's number one on my shitlist now.""I know the feeling."Charlie's StoryAnd I do know the feeling. I'd spent almost two years mired in the friend zone of Trisha's roommate. But this isn't about Lisa. I came upon Tish as she walked across the campus of our large midwestern university, and I noticed she was crying and I wanted...

Four years of college and now I'm out. Yes, I knew better than to think I was going to change the world. Teachers make a difference but it's a slow, gradual difference. Nearing graduation, I applied all around and got an offer from Samuel Adams Middle School in Harrisville. LIke any new job, I guess, you start out not knowing anyone, well, the people you interviewed with, sure, but often you don't really work with them da...