Category Archives: Fiction

It was the unusual story: adopt a derelict, clean him up, and wake one morning with his dick in her hand. If she were a prostitute they’d describe her heart as gold. But one thing leads to another, connecting people … Continue reading →

Now it was Jacob’s time to shine. Off he went to visit a cousin and acquire a wife and start patriarchin’. He promptly encountered a young woman named Rachel who happened to be the cousin’s daughter. Love at first sight. … Continue reading →

I remember a bit of Sunday school. I recall a few stories, from the rabbis and others. I suppose it gelled in college, when I majored in traditional English lit. All drama and fiction in our language started with Bible … Continue reading →

Bill was almost as old as Max, and Keith was 15 years younger. When Sunrise ran strong they’d both been hounds, with Bill cruising the older women and Keith panting after the young ones. Keith was only 20 when he … Continue reading →

Robert left in 1977. Max sent him away. He assigned Robert to San Francisco, to start a group with a woman named Kell, and after Kell allowed sex Robert wanted to marry her. She refused marriage but permitted sex as … Continue reading →

The mystery at Sunrise lasted four and a half days. A group of old hippies reunited on a Friday and it was all over by Tuesday night. Robert said he was the catalyst but actually he brought her. He drove … Continue reading →

Alec and Cheryl wanted to stay together, for Liam and also for their second child just starting to gestate then. So they created a little space by sleeping apart. She and her growing belly remained in the big bed but … Continue reading →

It wasn’t until she was 12 years old that Cheryl Schwarzkopf really began to hate her name. Actually, by then she was a prolific reader; she used “detest,” “loathe,” and “abhor” instead of just “hate.” Her first name was bad … Continue reading →

Abby’s breasts didn’t bring her good fortune but her eyes did. The breasts got her lots of attention and countless free drinks, but the feeling of power she had in the parked cars and strange bedrooms turned out to be … Continue reading →