From his apartment directly below mine, Darren must have heard me crying. Clueless as to how loud my sobbing was, I was surprised when he knocked on my door at a little after seven that evening. Though we'd been neighbors for more than a year, he and I remained mere acquaintances. Answering his gentle knock, I peered out at him through swollen eyes. The acute distress overwhelming me at that moment made it impossible to f...

Leah and I walked out of the pub toward the lot where our vehicles were parked.  Open poetry night was over.  Leah is an amazing poet, at least I think so.  I’m not into the typical angry/hurt emo style, nor the Olde English wanna-be with its flowery prose and words with pronunciations altered so they rhyme.  Leah’s poetry is plain talk with cadence and some rhyming when it works into what she’s saying.  It’s almost exclu...

  Monday 08.36The weight of history hangs heavy here. Time stuttering to a standstill as stagnant as the waters of the tributary canals. Amongst the ennui I have fallen prey to a deadly sin. Lust clutching me to its heaving bosom, prickling at my flesh, skewering my sopping cunt with its talons as I squirm endlessly about their dragging tips. I want to sigh, to gasp, to moan out the air burdening my lungs but all I could...

“Hey Syd, I wanna talk to you for a sec,” I said motioning him in my direction. He shuffled towards me, adjusting his black-square shaped spectacles tightly onto his nose-bridge. “Yo Marcus, what’s happening, baby?” Syd stopped about a foot in front of me, clapped my hand into a shake and a bro-hug. For a guy of his diminutive stature, his back pats packed a wallop. “I’ve been thinking about what you told me the other day...

Mark Thane, Gun-For-Hire, former mercenary, expedition leader – he was stood in front of Laura Roft, with his large dick in his hand, and was showering her with his deliciously hot golden stream. For some reason, he had tied her up and she could not move but there again, why would she when his cock spray felt so amazing as it impacted against her flesh? His piss was so warm, flowing over her face. Her eyes were shut tight...

Chloe, at twenty-five years of age, had just ended her first serious relationship and was adrift in more ways than one. Answering her sexual needs without somebody else to stimulate her physical desires had seen her taking to the internet in search of first dating sites, and then, after despairing of the obvious fake postings, had then taken to the fetish sites. She needed something out of the ordinary to re-energise her...

Lying here waitingmy pussy wet and achingfingers unable to touchwhere I need to so much. Why did you stop me?Why are you making me wait?Don't you understandhow badly I ache? I was so closethen you order me to ceaseto remove my fingerswhen I'm so close to release. You know I can't resistthat I'll do as you saybut it's been hours nowand I've needed this all day. I'm waiting, and I'm desperateso tempted to cheatjust a little...

CHAPTER 7 The next nights all I could think about was him screwing her. In my mind’s eye I could see the kids, Sarah and Mia, running into the house and calling for him: “daddy, daddy!” I was sick at heart and ruined of body. Jeff said I needed to move on and live my life, but I could see no upside to that. I just wanted to die. Dying would be good: an end to all of the pain and emotional suffering. The odd thing: I felt...

CHAPTER 17: And then she was there across from me. “Before you open your mouth and go off on me,” said Claire. “I have a couple of messages for you.”“Yeah, what?” I said.“One, your daughter is out in the waiting room. She’ll be coming in in a few minutes.”“You said a couple of messages,” I said, not actually reacting to the information that my daughter was outside waiting for me.“Yes,” she said. She came toward me, smiled...

CHAPTER 15: The meeting between the Traynors and the Pollards would have to have been described by an observer as business-like. But, that said, it was fruitful.“Yes, Captain. I have offered him jobs and things and all of it. And, I still stand ready to help the man. But . . .”“But because of some of the things you mentioned here today he refuses to take anything from you? That about it?” said Captain Traynor.“Yes, in a n...

CHAPTER 11:Lawyer Donnelly was nothing if not knowledgeable of how to do these kinds of negotiations. But, he was wrong about getting the check on the same day that the deal was consummated. It took two days. The guy was actually apologetic. I was sitting in his office looking at the actual check from Marcort.“They actually thought they’d be in litigation for forever,” said Mr. Donnelly.“Well, I guess they got something o...