Singing in the Rain

“Singing in the Rain”

The sound of rain tapping gently on the windowsill and the distant roll of thunder signified yet another dreary and overcast afternoon. Michael and I sat on opposite sides of the room, quietly trying to conquer our o

Rush Hour

It was a typical Friday morning rush hour. It was 90 degrees already, and the temperature was still rising. It was indeed, going to be a hot one today. My car had moved only just a couple of feet in the last half hour; I was going to be late for w

After Close

“After Close”

Billy and I frequent a bar around the corner from our apartment, and in doing so, have become rather fond of one of its bartenders, Mandy. Mandy was incredibly sexy, and Billy and I spent many nights fantasizing about what

Peeping Deven

“Peeping Deven”
By: mojojojo

Deven quietly turned the knob on her bedroom door, and pushed it ajar. Her muffled moans gained a little clarity, and much to Deven’s surprise, she was alone. He inconspicuously peered through the door’s

The Backseat

“The Backseat”
By JoJo B.

The taxi’s interior was growing dimmer as the sun set on the horizon. I was daydreaming through the back window, oblivious to my immediate surroundings, when I felt your hand squeeze my knee. Startled, I sp

taxi cab mischief

The taxi’s interior was growing dimmer as the sun set on the horizon. I was daydreaming through the back window, oblivious to my immediate surroundings, when I felt your hand squeeze my knee. Startled, I sprang back into reality and looked across