• Girlfriends: Beginning & Ending

      By now you know there’s nothing chronological about these stories. My breakups were never like the literary breakups of film and book. They weren’t dramatic. There were no shouting matches, accusations, tears, or slamming doors. Breakups began and ended in little ways. One of us would become a little less enthusiastic and the other… Continue Reading

  • The Duke of Tentacles

    Introduction In which she is rudely awakened. “This one.” Those were the words I remember. Next the iron grip of a dozen hands—wrists, spreading my legs, pushing my belly into the mattress by the small of my back. They forced my pussy to lift behind me. There was a sharp tug at my pajama bottoms—my… Continue Reading

  • Hanky Panky

    “Hey, I wanna’ take you someplace,” he says. “I don’t know.” I’m not in the mood. We’ve just had a few drinks and a smoke after another fight. Now we we’re driving round the suburbs of Miami at three in the morning. I’m sick of my boyfriend’s jealousy. Possessiveness I don’t mind; but the fucking… Continue Reading

  • Owned | Pages 1-46

    So, based on the preference of readers, I’ve changed the title from the ‘Sex Slave’ to ‘Owned’. Rather than chapters, I’ve lost count of how many, you can judge my progress by the number of pages. I rewrote the chapters (following the last post) several times (and I haven’t had as much free time), trying… Continue Reading

  • Daydreams & Distractions | Copious

    This story, daydream or distraction begins on a back porch: Louisiana, close to midnight, where two dozen or so mingle under a string of incandescent light bulbs and moths. Empty and half empty beer bottles sit on the porch railing. Frogs and toads dissemble under the dark beards of Spanish moss. Some ratty speakers are… Continue Reading

  • between the lines

    I worked on this story for a while. Wanted to write something fun and a little special for all of you. Hope you enjoy. ~ Will 1 A gust of sunlight floods the kitchen’s floor. I can’t decide whether I like the mixed metaphor. But why not? That’s a mid-winter’s sun that’s not really winter’s… Continue Reading

  • The Sex Slave | Chapters 1-3

    And here is another chapter. I’m thinking that ‘Owned’ might be a better title than ‘The Sex Slave’. Let me know. As always, consider my posts a first draft. What you read is the way I wrote it just yesterday and today. Stream of consciousness. I made a slight change to the first and second… Continue Reading