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Wrestling My Cousin

Bitchy seventeen-year-old Shannon spends the summer with her cousin and their lopsided relationship takes a drastic change just a few days into their hot, sweaty, summer job.

The irritated blonde girl deliberately smacked her lips together as she chewed her gum. She was angry but somehow she managed to look even cuter when she was. It was that very rare level of cute that let her get away with almost anything. And as she stood...

Working Nights Part 2

Maria sticks around after her first day of work and gets to know her new boss a little better.

Maria very stealthily made her escape, tiptoeing across the squeaky floors and darting past dilapidated equipment. She ducked inside the ladies locker room and allowed herself to breathe. Her heart hadn't settled down yet and just made it more difficult t...

A Very Long Engagement pt. 1

A sister reminds her brother about an old promise.

“Matty!” The little blur of blue jeans and blonde hair slammed into me full force, leaping into my arms with the force of a small meteor. I staggered back into my tiny one-bedroom flat as I caught my kid sister, barely staying on my feet. She clung to me...

How To Be A Sensual Man

I was a nobody from the Alaskan wilderness but now I'm dating a professional model. And I owe it all to one book that taught me all about broads.

I grew up in a remote Alaskan cabin not too far from Denali National Park. My old man was a surly, backwoods kind of guy that loved hiking, fishing, and chopping wood. I wasn’t born in Alaska. I was born in Las Vegas Nevada but my mother left my dad for h...

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Horns Up - 6

Another demonic misfit joins the household. What a shocker.

It's deathly quiet in the office, deep within the provisional Earth-Hell Initiative headquarters. Casey is sitting at one end of a long table, frantically scribbling away at a sheet of paper as she tuts and swears beneath her breath. Over by the door, Bes...

The Thrusts And Grinds Of The Incomparable Cheek-Clapper

Some urban legends are more pleasant than others

“Clap these cheeks. Clap these cheeks. Clap these cheeks.” The dark-skinned, ponytailed beauty stared into her bathroom mirror and shook her head in an “I knew this bullshit wouldn’t work” motion. It probably served her right for buying into nonsensical u...