"No way, I would ever go out with a fat fucker like you!"  *SLAP*  The boy fell to the floor crying. Body automatically seeking the safety that our DNA says exists in assuming the fetal position. The tears on his face were not from the harsh sting of the slap of his check but from how he fell for the lies and tricks.  *Laughter* Mason woke up suddenly in a cold sweat, gasping for air, his heart beating rapidly, and with t...

This was a collaboration of the same story told twice; once from her point of view, and once from his. Chris didn't know that I knew. I'd been suspecting he'd been out doing all manner of things he shouldn't be doing. True enough, it had been a while since we'd had sex. But a lot of that I chalked up to the end of my pregnancy. I was uncomfortable, physically, and he just wasn't really into it. But months after our daught...

“He’s an ass! Ten years of marriage, and he goes and bangs some skank! What an ass! I might be able to understand if she was at least pretty, but she’s not. She’s an ugly slut! She’s been down on at least half of the guys, and probably women, in his office. I hope she gave him herpes or VD. Oh god! If I get VD cause he fucked that slut, I’ll kill him! Why? Why would he do this to me?” Natalie broke down and sobbed. I want...

They say that little boys pick on the girls they like. If a boy steals your favourite dolly, he's really trying to steal your heart. Ash Carlyle wasn't the kind of boy to steal your doll. He was the kind of boy that would take the doll, burn it and hand back the smoking remains. I find it easier not to speculate on how that corresponds to his heart-related intentions. He and I first met in school at the tender age of five...

“Who's in for another round?” Big ol' Tom, the bartender, offered. Leaning over his half-empty pint, his glass eye immobilized while the intact one stared at big ol' Tom, the elder of the only two guests replied, “Still nuthin' goin' on tonight, huh? An' I c'mere to listen to sum good stories, just like the ol' days.” “Well,” said big ol' Tom, “tonight's a bit of a shame, sure. But these calm nights usually do offer the b...

The tears drowned her eyes He says he's sorry, but she's too wise to believe his lies As she pushes him away, she sobs herself to sleep A deep yearning in her soul for comfort, and it’s something she cannot control. Days pass and she finds a source of comfort in something new Her friend through her ex man, but his words seem true His soft touch and deep voice, sending shivers down her spine Between the wine and laughs, te...

Names and certain details altered for privacy.Fuck you, Gary!Well, how did it feel to write me check for almost a million bucks today, you lying bastard? Want to know how things went after we left the court? No? I don't care! You’re gonna hear about it anyway.You noticed the clingy red dress and my cleavage? I didn't wear any panties, either. High heels? Dark stockings? Been a while since I looked that good for you, hasn'...

I never really planned on spending my last few hours on this fucked up planet in another pub, an empty .45 colt on the dark cherry wood of the bar, a half drunk bottle of whiskey shining in the dim light, five years sober down the can. The bartender had nearly pissed himself when I sauntered in. All right, it was more like stumbling in. Blame it on the holes leaking shiny red stuff all over the crisp Armani suit I’d stole...

I left my private office and told my secretary I would be gone for the day as I rushed to my car. The drive home was 15 minutes but it felt like an eternity. My shaft ached in my pants as I recalled every dirty depraved thing my wife did with those two strange men. Finally, I arrived at my house. I noticed the flooring truck was gone as I pulled into my drive way. I burst through the door slamming it behind me. Lydia came...

I was lying in a bed and felt a bit dreamy, when my eyes were made to open by a loud sound, like a door closing, more like it was being slammed shut. I blinked a few times, my head was in a spin, I heard a voice, a loud voice, shouting, “Carol, Carol… you in… Carol, are you still in bed?” Then I heard footsteps climbing up the stairs, and more shouting, “Carol, you bitch! Are you in? I’m going to kill you, Carol… where ar...

I had been dating Tim almost two years before he felt it was time for me to be introduced to his daughter, Cynthia and I was nervous about meeting my lover's only child. Although Tim had been out for almost ten years, as a hotshot criminal attorney in Vegas, he still wasn't comfortable with being labeled as a "gay lawyer" instead of just being recognized as a brilliant and talented litigator.  That meant zero PDA and very...

Veronica walked up the path to the front door to their large city house. Paul wasn't expecting her back until tomorrow night and she thought she would surprise him. She wore a black dress with a silk violet camisole and French knickers set. She unlocked and opened the front door and entered the house. She had expected to find him in the lounge but the light was off, so she checked the other rooms downstairs and found them...