Mannequin Stories

I walked into the mannequin sex bar one night. As usual, my favorite bartender waved me over for a complimentary drink. I’ve known him for years. I'm a guy in my forties. The grunting noises from the other guests were pleasing to hear. “Everyone’s having fun.” I sat my bottom on the cozy stool and shook hands. “You will be too, I’d imagine.” He poured me a shot. “Anyone catch your fancy?” I turned around gawking at all th...

For the remainder of the week, Nathan did not return to the store. Michelle sometimes doubted the entire bizarre proposal even took place and carried on with her usual routine. Though deeply in thought of the man, she didn't allow it to interfere with her regular schedule. She had been working some days, in addition to evenings, though was able to keep up with her studies and hide her employment from her parents, who forb...

Michelle was enjoying college life in the big city, being independent and getting along well with her roommates, Jill and Andy. She was a pretty girl with a curvy body, not as thin as a lot of women were in the city, she noticed, but she had a beautiful smile, charming appearance, bright green eyes and long, curly golden hair that nearly reached her waist. With a scholarship and a generous amount of savings from her paren...

Leila was locking up her shop late one night. Her shop, she savoured the thought in her mind, remembering all the sacrifice and hard work it had taken to start it up. Despite all that, her shop was her own. A small piece of her soul had been placed in the little boutique on the corner of the usually bustling street of Dalkey. She looks past the mannequins on display and squints out into the darkness, then shakes her head...