Copy Write 2004
My Neighbor by Screw3
If you have never lived in an apartment house you would not understand how you do not know your neighbors. Oh sure, you might wave at them, know them by sight for years and never know their names. I learned
Copy Write 2004
Scott Parker’s Story
Chapter One: How Did I Get Into This Mess?
Scott Parker sat in the tiny cluttered office adjoining the store room at the Bentlyville McDonalds. He was glumly leafing through a hard core porno magazine. Scott had r
” Pure Lust”
Across a lonely bar i sat siting and stareing off into space,thinking about how the love of my life and i had split up and how i was going to continue my life without him.I had been drinking a few gin n tonics and was beginning to
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
An Accidental Meeting by Screw3
Carrie and I avoided meeting one another. She left me a note telling me that she was afraid to take a chance on getting preggers and I agreed with that wholeheartedly. I left her a note telling her that I was going
He couldn’t believe his eyes. Was it really her? Surely that flowing auburn hair could belong to no one else. Across the restaurant sat his first love – the woman he had lost his virginity to! She was eating alone – could she still be single? H
Jolene’s body swayed to the pulsating music emanating from the large speakers at the base of the stage at the back of the smoky club. She walked towards the bar, barely noticing the people packed into the small room. She hummed softly along with th
Jenna and Kat hadn’t had a decent night out in so long that they decided to forget all about what they were meant to do tomorrow and go for a big night out on the town. It was just like old times. There was the fun of sitting on the train and rating
I was going for a walk down by the river. I met a woman on the path that asked if she could just walk and talk with me, that it would be rather nice to have a walking partner. I said sure, no problem! I too, thought it would be kind of nice to tal
A 38 year old female with long blonde hair was walking along the shores of Ontario Lake, enjoying the peacefulness of the calm water.When she decided to go walk on along the pier and sit awhile and just have some solitude of her own. However she thou
The door to the noisy Berlin beer hall suddenly burst open and every eye turned to look at the two big men who strode into the establishment.
“Ja, I am Hans,” said one of the men, “and this is my brother Franz.”
“Ja,” said the other, “I
I didn’t know that my boss was a lesbian. Not that it mattered, of course. I mean, she was still a bitch and it didn’t matter whether she was a lesbian or not.
Of course, even though I didn’t give a damn whether she was a lesbian or not, I’m s
Giuseppe Fiorillo put his hammer down and he took a step back. He wiped the sweat from his brow and he looked at his work. It was a masterpiece, he thought, if only … if only … if only it was real.
He looked at the statue and he knew this
I stopped by my boss’s office. I needed to get an approval for a purchase req but the bitch wasn’t in.
One might think I was being kind of harsh referring to my boss like that, but the bitch hates me. I know it. She knows it. Probably everyone
Not for the first time, I wondered what the heck people from Milan called themselves. Were they Milanis or Milanos or maybe, they were just Milanese. I had no idea what it was and it wasn’t important enough for me to ask.
What was important wa
THE CAMPING TRIP
Hi im Bigjock i’m 5’11″ brown hair 46″chest weight lifter. This is a story about when me my girl my friend and his girl went to an amusment park. The park is a 4 hour drive and we stayed at a camp site the
The people and places depicted in this story are a product of my imagination. Any resemblence to real person places or things is highly coincidental.
As Ank-Lyn and I rode the sky train towars our Adult party
Chapter Thirteen: Carla’s Confession
The next Saturday, I was in the library and ran into Carla Sweeney there. I thought of all the times I had visited her house hoping for a chance to get her alone and now, completely unplanned, things clic
I am at a local small town library looking for a few good books to read. As I stroll through the small aisles I see you by another section. I have noticed you before at different places in town and think you’re cute but I would never attempt to commu