Lusty servant Stories

My holiday weekend was planned a month ago. Memorial Day is always difficult for me. I lost my only child in Iraq, killed in action. I can’t believe it has been fifteen years since he was taken from me. My lifelong best friend knows this is a dark time for me and she invited me to join her for the weekend. I traveled to New York knowing I was in for several nights of debauchery. Betsy and I met in the second grade and we...

The time between high school and college was strange. We all searched for our place and mostly fumbled about. Clicks and popularity contests are the everyday event. My mind and thoughts drifted from reality and took me somewhere new. She moved so gracefully up the stairs. Her hair swung, almost floating around her, while her smile emanated warmth and cheer to whoever saw it. She was wearing her cheerleading skirt, which s...

I gave Donald a last hug and stepped back to admire him in his new uniform. He had been promoted to Lieutenant Colonel just before coming on leave. I hoped this would keep him out of the ghastly trenches, but he always maintained that an officer’s place was with his men. I worried about if he would return, this war was so brutal.Donald had retired his valet when he went to the front line; the man was too old for that. Now...

“Come.” I step out of the dim antechamber, into the throne room. The noble throng parts. There is a chill in the air. The vast hall is heavy with silence. Anticipation. I wear only my flimsy underwear beneath my tunic. As instructed. I have knots in my stomach as I bow before the seated queens. I am the only male present. The ladies attending court hang back, but I am surrounded. I feel their eyes pierce my back. A length...