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Articles by PhDMod1
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Thanks to Ms. Black and Ms. Moon for the idea for this exercise in writing. To know these ladies is to love them. Now, let the fag cuck shit begin!
I never saw it coming, but I probably should have. My lack of attention may have been a contributing factor. Last April, on a rainy Saturday...
We just sort of came together. We were six couples who had become friends over the years. It was as if the planets had aligned. Our group was the result. When we managed to get together, the enjoyment and laughter was non-stop.
We became that rarity you very seldom encounter. If our group was...
Martha Henson was admiring the rose bushes she had recently planted along the garage when her phone rang. Checking caller ID, she saw Bill Murphy's name. Her face lit up in a smile as she answered the call.
"Hey, Bill. I thought you weren't going to call me when I'm at home with Joe. It's okay...
I thank Randi for the edit, the invitation to this party, the encouragement to write and especially for her friendship. I thank you readers for taking the time to read my story.
My wife, Sue, and I had recently moved to Millville, but I was already rethinking our decision. The house we bought...
Tim Larson smiled and spoke to everyone he met as he strolled through the crowd with his daughter, Heather. He was far and away the best maintenance man in the company. As such, he spent a lot of his work time on the factory floor repairing and maintaining the complex and complicated machinery...
Brian Welker couldn't help but smile as he wiped the sweat from his brow. Earlier in the day, he had been promoted to shift foreman at Harding Containers, effective immediately. The icing on the cake was working night shift for the foreseeable future. Most people hated night shift, but the...
Karen Mathers had a big smile on her face as she drove her new 1966 Corvette into the city of Palm Oaks, located on Florida's east coast. She drove her sports car under the portico of the best hotel in the area, stepped out and watched as the bellhop loaded the suitcases from her convertible...
I've read and greatly enjoyed stories by "Magi" and "Nick Scipio". They inspired me to create my own story of teen angst, love, and loss. To keep the melodrama at a high level, there'll be some incredible feats and heroic actions. This is no ordinary pair of kids and their adventures will prove...
Sarah and I had just finished picking up after the party, when I decided to share an interesting situation that had occurred earlier in the evening. I always felt it was best to be upfront and honest with my wife. I found when I kept secrets from Sarah it would come back to bite me in the ass...
It was our anniversary and I decided to take my wife of twenty years out to dinner in a swank hotel in the city. I was in my mid-forties when we married, while she had just turned twenty. We were still together and very much in love. To make the evening even more special, I hired a limousine for...
I put my bag down and removed several tools. It didn't take me very long to disable the old- fashioned security system. Then I carefully jimmied a side door open. I closed it quietly behind me before moving to the stairway and climbing to the fourth floor.
No one was in the reception area of...
I was working the counter at our auto parts store when a man in a suit stepped up and flashed some sort of official looking ID at me. He then asked if I was Bill Evans.
"Why don't you show me your identification a little more slowly?" I asked politely. "That was a little quick."
The guy...
"I saw Cynthia Larsen at the grocery store today. She told me Jack came home to run the family business while his brother, Jeff, recovers from his accident," stated Brenda Johnson to her daughter, Laura.
"Jack?" asked Laura, as she suddenly decided to place a can of peas as deeply into the...
'When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all,' thought Roy Robinson to himself as he drove west on Route 17. His mind had been wandering all morning. He chuckled grimly as he considered how his lack of higher education hadn't really hurt him. He...
This story was spawned after reading George Anderson's February Sucks . He graciously gave me permission to completely fuck up his effort. I wish everyone would read and enjoy this story, but being a realist, I know that won't happen. It would be nice to score the first 5.00 in LW, so help a guy...
Becky considered her unlikely situation as she walked down the hall to meet for the first time ever with Mrs. Olivia Blake, the owner of the Centerfield Resort and Country Club. Becky had recently secured the position of assistant marketing director for Centerfield. It was her hope she would...
Bonnie Lipton was all smiles as she merged her BMW onto the interstate in Atlanta. She knew she'd arrive home a couple of hours later than planned, but she'd simply blame it on the famous Atlanta traffic. Nick had made the delay in leaving well worth the time she lost. He was almost ten years...
Cabot Bronson sweated profusely as he walked down the dirt road in a sparsely populated part of Southern Arizona. He had been riding a dirt bike when it suddenly quit. He had given up trying to restart it, although the gauge indicated there was still half a tank of gas. The damn piece of junk...
I tried to write a story similar to those posted in Literotica back when I first began reading and posting here. Adventurous wives, and husbands who loved them, were more en vogue. Revenge was less severe and far less ubiquitous. Husbands seemed happier in those days, as did their wives. Thanks...
Jess Lange surveyed the small cow town of Alden as his gelding plodded down the dusty street. It appeared to be a replica of the town he had recently left, and much like the town he rode through the day before that. The Civil War was over, but the distrust and prejudices it had fostered still...
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