Chapter 2 The small dirt path was steep, but Sebastian had always been perfectly stable on his feet. His eyelids were heavy, the rising dust making his eyes water as he did his best to focus on Shaun’s raspy voice. “This is a kitchen garden,” he explained. “What’s produced on the farm is mainly for my own use, but I also sell some products on the market on weekends.” “What do you produce?” Sebastian asked, genuinely curio...

Of all the flock in my care, Sister Alice is the most troubled. She’s running from something. Hiding from her past. Always has. From the little I've been able to encourage her to share over the years, I can't say I blame her. Even from that first night she showed up at the church door, all blotchy-eyed and sniveling with torn clothes, I thought twice about letting her in. It wasn't solely the Catholic cross tattooed on th...

When we moved into our current home, we had a neighbor across the street who had a college-age daughter named Kaley. She had just graduated from high school and was driving back and forth to college as a freshman. She was very tall with a great figure and long, dark brown hair. Very cute. It was early one Friday that fall (around eight AM) when this particular event took place. My wife sleeps during the day and had alread...

I sigh and slouch in my seat. It’s been a long day and I’m dying to get home, take my shoes off, and sink deep into my couch while watching mindless television and eating a frozen dinner that will likely give me cancer in a decade or two. Instead, I’m stuck in my little Nissan Sentra on the Clinton City Loop along with thousands of other frustrated assholes in our stupid, road-blocking, exhaust idling vehicles, slowly inc...

Hunter sat at the bar of his friend's sex club, elbow propped on the black lacquer surface as he swirled his whiskey in his glass. The room around him was filled with low, pulsing base and the soft murmur of hushed conversations; couples consisting of client and club employee, soft giggles, low laughs, the occasional moan that was just slightly too loud. Since discovering his fiancee was having an affair and only planned...

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. Tim was still in bed, rubbing his sore bottom. The night before, he had again a painful but very rewarding encounter with Emma, a meeting that included a wooden-backed hairbrush and a senior cane. When his bottom was sore, Tim enjoyed squeezing it or sitting on hard surfaces to feel the pain. It was a sensation he found stimulating and helped him remember and relive the spanking he had...

The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully. My stepbrother and I both had summer internships at his mother’s company. He was the legacy Mr. Future CEO in training. Me? It just looked good on my résumé. I had no desire to climb the corporate ladder. Today was a blur of learning names, filing paperwork, and collecting a fine collection of papercuts. But the busywork was a blessing; it kept my mind off that lying, cheating...

“Hey Nat, are you okay?” Natalie rolled over in bed to face David. There was a look of concern in his eyes as he lay in bed next to his wife. “Me? I’m totally fine,” Natalie lied. “It was just a long day, that’s all.” In reality, Natalie wasn’t fine. Ever since arriving home from the grocery store and her encounter with Mike, the woman’s mind had been spinning. She had barely been married a month, and here she was, cheati...