I provide a ride service to a woman I know who cannot drive. On occasion she'll pay me, buy lunch, dinner, even bought me a winter bib suit. I've been doing this now for a couple years. Well, yesterday I drove her and it was HOT outside now my truck...

Breakfast Is On Me It was supposed to be a peaceful, easy-going morning in the small town diner. The Mornin' Glory was warm, cozy, filled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon. It was the kind of place where everybody knew ea...

I'm trying something slightly different in this story. This story is as much about what happens inside Sophie inner thoughts as what happens around her. Sophie's inner thoughts are shown in italics I hope you enjoy seeing the evening unfold from h...

Note: The last time I tried to post this series, this was as far as I got before the site went offline. Hopefully this time I'll make it to the finale. If you want to read in stages, the 'score settling' and 'door defence' scenes might be good points...

(A sequel to Charity Date or Messy Fate) Laura hadn't seen Miles since the charity gala a couple of months ago where she'd consigned him to a vat of gunge. In the days following the event she been in a triumphant mood having gotten payback for her f...

It was a blisteringly hot Saturday afternoon, and Jake was knee-deep in finishing touches on the old house's renovation. His arms were streaked with white, yellow, and splashes of red paint. His shirt was soaked through, sweat mixing with the paint s...

The Story So Far: The contestants have reached the exit to the palace, but with the villains in hot pursuit. Lucy and Lena tried to hold off their pursuers long enough for the gate to open, but found themselves cut off and surrounded. Meanwhile, Anna...

Emily was incredibly excited she had been picked to be on the TV commercial. She wasn't entirely sure about what the commercial would be for, but on top of $500 cash she would be able to show her 18 year old daughter Heather that she was on TV and c...

Note: This is another mini-finale marking the end of Act 2. Like before, I'll wait a few weeks before posting the final batch of stories. If you want to read in stages, the best place to pause is after The Event. If you've been following this series,...

It was early October 1995 and I returned to the club after being on holiday for a few weeks. I had been in the Canary Islands and had a deep tan. The sun had bleached my short, newly cropped hair which was now white blonde. I had missed the messy Sat...

Steam wafted lazily around the cabin's stout rafters. In an open-topped shower cubicle, Sarah closed her eyes and lifted her face into the spray. Water burbled softly through a drain in the floor, until a twist of a dial brought it to a sputtering st...

The GPS had stopped being helpful three miles ago, leaving me with nothing but my hand-drawn map and the sound of gravel crunching under my tires. My breakup had left a hole in my life, and my office job was a slow-motion blur of spreadsheets. I need...

A Dinner to Remember The dining room was a temple of wealth--high ceilings with intricate crown molding, a chandelier encrusted with hundreds of tiny crystals that cast shimmering rainbows across the room. The aroma of roasted garlic, thyme, and b...

The transition from silk sanctuary to bakery explosion happened in exactly 0.4 seconds. One moment, I was drifting through a deep sleep, dreaming of my last 24 hours of boring normal living to crazy messy fun, I was getting butterflies and certainly...

Hi readers. My first story here of maybe many. Sorry if it's not to your liking or if there are errors, I started writing this for my own enjoyment and writing isn't my forte. However, for the scene I did envision the following cast: Leslie Gallan...

The Rain Game This is my 2nd attempt writing a story. The 1st one did not do well so I am really nervous about trying a second time as I hope to get more positive responses. This is a true story I got involved with my companies lunch time volleyba...

I turn off my car and sit in the parking spot for a few minutes to settle my nerves and excitement. I'm parked close to an alley that leads to an unmarked back door to a barely known club. The name on the email invite reads, welcome to Club Hum for...

The research facility had seen better days. Liz cast wary eyes about the domed living quarters, once pristine white, now tarnished by swathes of lilac mulch. The farcical squid-like abomination clamped to the hull was slowly infesting the interior, l...

This is inspired by a clip from an old Spanish gameshow I saw on Youtube. In their version the contestant wore a suit that would have kept the mess out, mainly, and a swimming cap and goggles. I felt there could be improvements. -------- Friday Nig...

Adrenaline buzzed through Lena's veins. The outpost's perimeter had been breached, and she and Liz had only just escaped the living quarters in time. Hearing shrieks from beyond the bespattered door, she smiled in sympathy. Jen and Sarah hadn't been...

I creaked my eyes open, rubbing out the sleep and staring blindly into the near pitch black bedroom. A small shimmer of light gleamed in through the cotton voile that draped over the window. A clear night sky let through a beam of moonlight that allo...

It was the autumn of 1995 and I was in the club rehearsing for my upcoming Saturday night performance. The club was closed to the public on a Wednesday and there were just a handful of guys with me, running through Saturday's schedule. They included...

Leslie Gallant: Emma Watson Maggie DuBios: Kat Dennings Robyn Fate: MewMew Countess Natasha: Scarlett Johansson --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Zucker Bakery, part 2 --- ..."Your Royal Highness, we've got to get out of here...

This is another true story When i had a pool in my backyard I used to endulge myself in some wetlook fun. One time when I lived on my own, I decided I was going to take a swim. However, it was the outfit that was really turning me on. I have read ma...

If there's one thing I can safely say right now is it wasn't a typical Saturday night. It had started in the break room at work last Tuesday when I spotted my workmate Scarlet getting some bad news on her phone. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Not s...