All Is Not Roses
You know the old saying: If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But there are times when life gives you strawberries and the best you can come up with is sour, puckering lemon juice.
That’s the way I was feeling. My name is Gene Shallot — yeah, just like little onions — and I’m 27 years old.
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Working Late
All I wanted to do was sleep. I’d been awake for almost thirty-six hours by then and probably had as much as another twelve to go before I could head home. I started at the coffee cup in front of me and wished caffeine had more effect on me. The clocks on the wall said it was 1:04 AM, already Sunday afternoon in Hong Kong and London would be waking up soon.
A Day at the Dorm
“Uuuhh, I really don’t want to go to my sisters birthday party today.” Taylor thought to himself. He finished fueling up his truck and took off down the road. “This is a great way to start another boring-ass day; oh well, I’ll just get it done and over with.” After all he thought, “there’s always the bar tonight, maybe I’ll get lucky.
The Busty Bust
“Mike are you sure you want to drive home? You’ve had a lot to drink tonight,” Carl slurred, from is own bout of drinking. Mike and Carl had been invited to a small party by a couple of Mike’s friends, Lisa and Tara. The whole thing turned out to be a complete drag. Carl had really hoped for some action from Lisa but after an hour of flirting he knew it just wasn’t going to happen.
Finally
“Owe! Dammit, why do you have to do that!” Vanessa said, her voice dripping with tears.
“Sorry, you are the one that likes it, I don’t know what to tell you.” I said angrily.
“Yeah, but I just like it when you tease, not when you go in!” She said, her voice trembling,
It has been like this for years.
Rob And Millie Go To Atlanta
I watched her skirt tighten over her tight round ass as she bent to put some papers in the lower drawer of the file cabinet. Everything about Candace made me hard and it tore me up that I would never be able to do what I wanted which was to spend hours, days, weeks and months making love to her.
Animal Images
Author’s note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story.
It was a nice calm, relatively cool evening that night that turned into a glorious night.
Tiffany’s Filling Experience
The school bus pulled out of the church parking lot carrying a load of kids to summer camp. My eight year old son Jeff was on the bus. I now had a full week to myself. My husband John had been on a business trip for two weeks and was not expected back for another two. I missed him very much and was starting to miss Jeff.
I had been looking forward to the time alone.
Drive-By Consequence
Being one of the first people to move into a new neighborhood has some disadvantage as well as some advantages. For instance, you have to put up with construction traffic until the neighborhood is built up, and clumps of mud deposited on the roads by trucks, and unsightly weeds until all the places are sold and lawns put in.