Drugged Stories

- I arrived in the small town just before midnight. The only place still open that sold food was a run-down convenience store. I grabbed a bottle of iced coffee and a small bag of cookies for the energy I knew I’d need in the morning. As I looked around, the elderly clerk said, “We close in ten minutes.” It was rainy out and my cheap motel room didn’t even have a microwave oven, so I hoped to find one of those self-heatin...

Schrödinger's Twat We stand in the garden. I have got through half the bourbon, and I am smoking the rest of the third joint. My underneath is cool and still damp from its extreme treatment, followed by a soothing immersion in the bidet. From time to time, Mutant John will lift my skirt to accelerate the drying process. He will invariably touch me ‘by accident.’ Neither of us will mention this. Instead, we discuss literat...

Well, now it is time to go to the second visit, I’m a bit nervous, but I know that I can opt to take the twilight drug should I need to.   Hopefully this time I will be able to remember what all went on.   I was greeted by the same warm friendly smile as Sharon saw me walk through the door, again the last customer of the day. I walked across to her desk and she started preparing the consent forms and releases necessary by...