"A flashback to the year 1968"
This takes place in 1968 and is the story of Alice Trenton, and her trip through what some could call acidland. Alice stood about 5’9”, with blue eyes and medium length brown hair with red highlights. She had a slightly curvy...
"A narrative story with a twist"
What kind of person was Corrina?Seems no one really knew her, not even herself. Some called her a whore, though she wasn’t, all she liked was fun and excitement and made it her life; in the form of one man,...
"This is for a friend of mine who was shot Friday or Saturday night. Hoping they pull through"
Remember me, as I find myself alone in darkness knowing that I can’t turn away from what I must do, and there are a lot of things that words can’t say. So walk away and believe and try to see...
"A long-awaited narrative story."
November had set in, winter’s cloak was descending, and I was finally able to make the move that had been planned for a year. I managed to schedule the air travel to make a stopover enroute to my final destination...
"A requested true narrative story."
Sitting here, watching the wind whipping the falling snow with the temperature hovering in the low 20's, has my mind slipping back in time and feeling as though I were looking down a hallway of time past, traveling through the...
"A Requested Sequel by Popular Demand."
Heading from the Coffee Shop the night I met K, I followed her to her apartment and parked near her and got out. She stayed in her car and was closing up her phone as I walked up to the...
"A chance encounter at night turns into delightful dessert."
Sitting in a booth at a local coffee shop, I noticed a lone woman walk in. She had long blonde hair with a petite build. She sat at the booth across from me and I looked and noticed her eyes...
"A Narrative in Two Parts: Part 1: A True Fool's Errand"
Sitting here feeling both the heat and the humidity rising at the end of summer, I feel as though I might be able to nearly hear myself sweat from the heat. I'm looking at something that was left behind from...
"A Narrative"
"We don't need the ladies cryin' cause the story's sad" Driving along and in staring bleakly through the headlights as I drive into the night seeing lonely street signs, beer cans and power lines flashing by. And on the asphalt...
"A Narrative Fantasy"
Laying here and feeling the heat between my legs as the juices start to flow. I reach down and tease my hardening clit through my damp panties and think about the fantasy I came up with. The dream is me...