Tonight is the night.  It has to be.  Anticipation drew in her soul tight. Celeste stared through the statue’s eyes at the crumbling red brick below.  Spanish moss clumped at her cracked toes, early morning fog saturating what she could see of the air in her peripheral vision.  Molded in place, she had all her senses and none of her muscularity.   It’d been three hundred years.  Three hundred years since the night that wi...

“Now you’re absolutely sure you’re happy to be my panties?” Kate checked as she pulled open her intimates drawer as started to lay them out, “There’ll be no going back once I’ve transformed you.” Kate’s one inch tall boyfriend nodded his head. “OK then, which ones would you like to be?” Kate was in a strange mood and wasn’t sure how to feel. The obvious feeling was remorse, she had done something stupid, something reckles...

Nelson walked out of midnight karaoke at the strip club, forty dollars lighter, buzzed, and horny.  After two wrong turns in the parking lot, he found the right Prius and made the drive to his hotel without incident.  Once he was in his hotel room, though, he still had the problem of being horny.  Time to fire up the computer and check out some porn. On a whim, he did a web search for escorts.  To his surprise, there were...

"Colombia? As in drug cartels?!?"My voice rose an octave and a half as my boss revealed himself to be an alien from the planet Moron."Who goes to Colombia?  Do you realize that country's on the State Department's 'don't go there' list?"  I continued in the same vein for a few minutes before allowing him to get a word in edgewise. He reminded me that all the major oil companies had major investments south of the border, th...

     The bar where Fred sat was crowded and dingy, but it had a television.  On the screen, the Cowboys kicker shanked what would have been the winning field goal; a mixture of groans and cheers echoed in the crowded bar.  The brunette sitting on Fred's left cursed and slammed her beer down, splashing his left cuff.     "Oh hell, I'm sorry!" she spluttered, trying to dab at his sleeve with a napkin.  "Look, I'll pay for t...

She'd been coming into the bookstore I managed for a long time, always heading directly to the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section. She looked like a typical fantasy-freak—someone who spoke fluent Elvish and could quote chapter and verse from every Star Trek/Star Wars script and Harry Potter book ever written. She wore glasses, brown hair in braids on either side of her head; a black tank-top, baggy jeans and Doc Martens. If you looke...

The story so far.I had taken a job in the west following my wife, Sue’s habitual cheating. Before we left she made a promise that once we arrived in the west, her cheating would end. Within a few weeks there appeared to be evidence that she was at it again. Sue had invited my ex-lover, Marg, to visit us a month after we arrived in the west. My affair with Marg had come about only because of my frustration over Sue’s conti...

Meeting GloriaThis is a continuation of my story about my life with my ex-wife, Sue. Marg has come over to the west and planned to stay. She decided that I would not leave my wife for her so she had moved on and formed a permanent relationship with her good friend, Cherie. Sue, my wife had invited our babysitter to join us. It seemed that given she had promised that her cheating with men was to stop she had started to hav...