“Hello, how are you?" Jordan said, behind the camera. “Fine, how are you, sweetheart?" “Good. Good. We got a sweet one, do we? Would you mind telling the masses what your name is?” he said. “Sure. Mickie. Like the song, ’Hey Mickie,’” Mickie said, with a smile. “But, you’re kind of young, aren’t you?” “I know the song. You got jokes, do you? So, Mickie, I ask all the women that come here this. What made you do porn?” Jord...

This happened nearly thirty years ago, before the internet, in the days of 'BBS' (Bulletin Board Systems).I was pretty upset at the time. My girlfriend of eleven months had just walked out on me. I logged onto one of my local BBS's to find a message from a woman. You sound interesting, the message said.It was late on a Sunday night, and wickedly cold outside (minus 30F), but as we began to 'text' back and forth, she made...

Kellie drove over and waited at the High School for Sara, her sister in all the ways that mattered. She thought back to their first meeting, back in elementary school: She had been a new student and it was hard. She wore homemade clothes and was from an ultra-religious family. It took a long time begging her father to let her go to school instead of being taught at home. He argued against it, but finally gave in when she...

Chapter 5 – Make up   Bryce left the room and his aunt’s house as fast as his legs would let him. I was such an idiot to think a gorgeous model of a woman like that would actually want to date me. Sure, she slept with me, which is twisted, but I kind of understand the logic of trying to get closer to me, especially after being apart for over a decade. So then should I really be upset, since she only looks at me as a nephe...

For about a year when I was at university, I worked in a sex shop, selling everything from dirty books and videos to sex toys and lingerie. There were booths in the backroom for private viewings of videos but I was not in any way required to attend to the customers using them. I simply had to make sure they were relatively clean, which in itself could be pretty disgusting at the end of a Saturday evening. I was nineteen w...

  Chapter 1 - Moving Bryce pressed the brakes on his Toyota Camry, coming to a stop in front of his white and black, one-story house. His mother’s own black Toyota was parked on the left side of the paved driveway. As he exited the vehicle and started for the door, a movement to the right made him look to see a middle-aged woman with straight, black hair that fell just passed her shoulders. Her teardrop-shaped earrings sw...

“Knock, knock.” I jumped at the sudden tapping on my bedroom door. Taking a moment to compose myself, I answered. “Come in, Kellie.” It had to be Kellie, she was the only other one home. The door opened hesitantly, something out of character for my — ward, I guess is the best legal term. While I loved Kellie like she was my own daughter, the truth was she wasn’t and while she calls me ‘Mama K’, she stubbornly refuses to d...

Scene 6 – Sunday Night To wash off the weekend, I chose a bath over a shower, sipping my oldest Cabernet while scrolling through my phone. At only eight o’clock, I could afford to steep, and the glass-box of a shower couldn’t compare to an alcove tub for three. Yeah, I deserved to unwind. The work was done, the house was tidy, and for two days in a row, I lifted, hard. With a week until Sandra, I wouldn’t miss a night. Fo...

Scene 1 – A Belle Named Alexa Lore Upon cracking open the front door, I had to grab the knob and brace myself. Not a foot across the threshold and I shivered. As the keys jangled from the deadbolt, a draft of cool air poured out of my house. It was unlike any coldsnap I’d felt. The tingle zipped down my spine. Sure, the air conditioner might’ve hummed upstairs, but no setting should’ve been that chilly. It reminded me of...