When I was in high school, I worked at a Dairy Queen. I didn't really like the work but my parents insisted I have a job until I went to college. They felt it would cultivate a better work ethic. It might have worked if the manager, Todd, wasn't such a scumbag. He was fucking his assistant manager, Becky Benson. She was a sophomore in college and of course, got all the best shifts and hours. When you let the guy who signs...

I tell her she is beautiful. She tells me it's the lighting, or the angle, or the filter. I tell her she is beautiful again and again, hoping she believes me. Her bright green eyes stop my heart and her kisses start it once more. I died a thousand deaths the night we first made love; the dead man I was born to be, but again and again she kissed me. An evening rain taps on the window quickening our racing hearts. Her eyes...

We must have been doing it for over an hour. Both of us were hot and tired. Our hair was sweaty and our muscles ached from the unrelenting, repetitive motions. Natalie and I looked at each other as we gathered our strength for once more. We both finished our water and tossed the empty bottles aside. We came to each other once again, both of us panting. She put her hand in mine and draped her other arm over my shoulder. I...

In rural Pennsylvania, the county fair is still a big deal. Most counties in coal country still have them. It's understood that most kids are going to skip school to go to the fair, so they shorten the school day that Friday to accommodate. Coincidentally, school is usually closed on the first day of deer season too, though that's more of an unofficial state holiday. Hardly anyone, except for transplants from the city, is...

Valentine's Day. My favorite day of the year. I watched as the beams from the headlights broke through the trees and rested behind a large coal car covered in graffiti. Valentine's Day never disappoints. I smiled wide, a grinning lunatic. They made this too easy, they will never see me coming. As I stalked closer to the car I could see the couple. He was a clean cut young man, muscular with close cropped chestnut hair and...

It was the summer of 2001 and we had both graduated high school that spring. Jami was gorgeous. She had smooth, tanned skin with sexy tan lines that clearly defined the boundaries of her chastity and modesty. She had a small chest, which she was self-conscious of, but I assured her that she had wonderful, perky tits. I think all young women have something about themselves they don't like but are pleasantly surprised when...

Fridays. Josh hates Fridays. They're either slow and drag on for so long or they're so hectic that it's five o'clock and nothing is done. This was one of those slow Fridays where you screw around on YouTube and hope the boss doesn't walk past. In Josh's case, that's Gina. Gina is a company woman. She is married, has her 1.5 kids, a picket fence, a fancy car, and a big rock on her finger. She has dark hair which is always...

Caleb was a long way from home. He decided to make the trip to see his parents and have a nice home-cooked Saturday dinner with them. Their boy had graduated and got a job in the big city, he even had a fancy office. He was homesick though. For all the convenience the city offered, it lacked that small-town feel he knew growing up. The kind of place where everyone always asked if you were “so-and-so's boy” or if you were...

A few weeks ago he started mowing her lawn. He had no idea why. It grew tall and the edges got weedy. It was a Sunday. Her car wasn't in the driveway. “Fuck it!” He muttered. He was sweaty from cutting his own lawn. Grass clippings stuck to his hairy chest and legs and he couldn't get any dirtier he supposed. What's she going to do, call the cops and tell 'em her neighbor is doing her a favor?! It was technically trespass...

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I awoke dear, I was mistaken. I just hung my head and I cried... She got out of the shower, the steamy water on her muscles relaxed her. Her wet hair hung over her shoulders as she stood air drying on the cool tile floor. She liked the refreshing contrast as her skin cooled and the water evaporated. The mirror in the bathroom was fogged up. She...

Lindsey always opened the salon for a few hours every Saturday and each time it was slow. She made time for clients who couldn't make it in during the work week. Occasionally she had a wedding party but today was a very slow Saturday. She had a few walk-ins but no appointments. She was finishing up a trim on a kid while his mother rummaged through her purse at the register. She saw Geoff approaching from the sidewalk as t...

Molly had just moved into her new apartment mere blocks from where she worked. It was small and cozy. After a weekend of unpacking, she was finally starting to feel at home. She thought about Rick a lot that weekend. He wasn't someone she planned on dating or even envisioned herself being with but she never imagined dating anyone. He was single, obviously kind since he gave up a Saturday to help her schlep her stuff acros...

Molly was the kind of girl most of the guys in the office liked but few would ever pursue. She wasn't the kind of sexy, never single, girl next door that drew the eyes of her coworkers. She was quiet, mousy, one could say, and a little curvy. She lived alone and ate alone. She did crosswords during her lunch hour and rarely spoke unless spoken to. She found a nicer apartment closer to the office and put up a few fliers in...