That’s What Best Friends Are For

"Breanne needs a place to stay, but her best friend has some stipulations"

“C’mon,” Jess urged me, pulling me into a tight embrace, “pour your heart out. What’s happened?” “I - I’ve.” I hiccuped between sobs, unable to formulate the words to describe my misery. Instead, I buried my head into my best...

On the Couch

"My step-father masturbates on the couch while I watch him."

It was Saturday morning when my mother walked into the kitchen where I was finishing my bowl of cereal. She was about to start her Saturday morning ritual of going to the gym and grocery shopping. We talked as I...

The webcam was easy enough to conceal. Molly placed it precariously between the only two books on the cluttered bookshelf before stepping backwards and surveying the scene. She decided quickly that it would be next to impossible for anyone to...