The sun falls behind the mountains, causing the sky to melt into pastels with speckles of gray clouds hanging. Inside, the gentle light of a candle dances along the stone walls of their humble home. The two men’s shadows are tall and furious with angered fists rising towards the heavens. Confusion and resistance present themselves in each of their minds, but one must persist. “I do not understand you, my son,” the older m...

Eleanor loved being the Mayor's wife. Knowing that she was making a positive difference in her community for her husband's constituents was part of it, sure, but mostly she loved the sense of grandeur and decorum that came with being the wife of the political head of fifty thousand people. People listened when she talked, respected her ideas, and treated her with a deference that quickly became addicting, all because of h...

“Daisy,” Heather grumbled to the dog following her. “I’m horny. Where’s daddy?” Heather groaned to herself as she stomped her feet, strolling around the house, bored, and naked except for her hair scrunchie and her Ugg boots. Her mother was at work at the hospital. She had told her daughter to finish a certain number of “job applications and/or college applications.” So far, Heather had completed zero. She stopped by the...

According to folklore, every full moon a pair of nymphs with voracious sexual appetites came out to play, looking for an unsuspecting man they can sexually devour. Many men went into the Wakefield Forest on a full moon, but they said they were not accosted by nymphs, so it remained just that; folklore. Wyatt grew up on a farm not too far from the forest. He knew all about the legend and how the townsfolk like to pretend i...

Patrick Arthur Chimney had a silly name and had never forgotten the taunts he had endured throughout his school days, which weren’t very originally wrought, but had stung him deep nevertheless. Those old words rang in his ears as he took his customary shortcut from the day’s university lectures, across a patch of wasteland that had become overgrown with wildflower, and adrift in its gentle undulations with dry autumn leav...

It was late summer and I needed to get away, to unplug for a while. My favorite spot for this was a mountain lake at the end of a hike. I like to head up there and read in the shade of the trees. Good view with a good book in a quiet spot would do me good. So I took Friday off and headed to the mountains. At the trailhead I was greeted by an empty parking lot, which suited me just fine. An hour and a half of hiking later...

Prologue I came to be in a simple moment of insanity. On a website that called to my usually very reasonable half to be something more, somebody that others could never believe she could be. Spontaneous, bold, flirty, sexy, beautiful, desired, all in all a woman confident in her sexuality. I was instantly popular with lots a chatters and started a steady social network with many men. I was coy and secretive, sweet and att...

Every year, around mid-spring, My alter ego comes to play, An eagerness and a hunger settles in, Satisfaction becomes hard to find, Endless roaming starts, As she searches for her release, Every site she spits, every rock she turns, Looking for those to fulfil her, She doesn't want to get to know you, She doesn't care how old you are, Where you're from or what you do, She doesn't care if your attached, The only thing she...