Two boys get their revenge on the one who roped them into a crime they didn’t want to commit — The screech of metal on metal threw the occupants around the interior of the prison bus. Cries of injury and dismay echoed around the vehicle, quickly filling with gasoline fumes. Three injured guards got pulled from the bus. One row at a time, their colleagues freed the young men under…

Help those who can’t help themselves — The park was peaceful, grass blowing in the breeze, day lilies bobbing on their stems and dogs barking at the birds. Idyllic serenity broken by the sudden howl and hollering from the mouth of the trail through the woods. Heads turned at the noise, eyebrows raised, mouths open in astonishment. …

Anticipation can be a killer — Tonight is the night. I’m ready to burst the bubble of inexperience I’ve lived in for eighteen years. Thrilled and apprehensive, I vibrated with the anticipation. It’s been a long time coming. This girl was tired of the teasing and ridicule. Time to get it over with. This was an…

Sherlock Holmes’ fan fiction — One step at a time, the man slid down the dark alley, long dark coat flapping behind him. Hat low over his eyes, back to the cold brick, he crept towards the circle of lamplight on the street ahead. …

He gave me the best fucking of my life and I loved it — Spreading my lips with one hand, I looked into his face as he spied my hard, throbbing clit peeking from under its hood. He licked his lips as I dipped two fingers into my drenched channel and dragged my arousal up to my little nub. …

Sad brown eyes stare at the clouds rolling by, broken body slumped in the brown leather recliner sitting by the window. Heart breaking, the old man’s caregiver squeezes his shoulder, attempting to comfort him as best she can. “Why don’t they come visit anymore, Helen?” He turns lonely eyes to…

When I shatter, she puts me back together again — Lights dimmed. Seat reclined. Butter pooled in the bottom of the popcorn bowl nestled under my arm. Condensation beads on the glass of Dr. Pepper in the cupholder. Ass squirming, I found my comfy spot and settled in to watch Princess Bride, my favourite movie. …

His favourite barista gave him special cream for his coffee — Full of customers, the café was lively and loud. With ten minutes to closing, each minute passed slower than the last. No one was ready to leave. Kinley wiped the counter, one eye on the clock, other one on the couple in the corner. …

Lizzie loved getting Scrooged by her two men — “Okay.” Brett rubbed his hands together with glee. “Let’s take stock.” He pointed to me, hand cocked like a gun. “Popcorn.” “Check.” “Beer for us, wine for Lizzie.” Drumroll, then cocked gun fingers pointed at me. “Check.” “Christmas M&M’s.” He pretended to shoot a bow and arrow. “Check.” “Lube.” Eyebrows…

He shocked me with an unexpected gift — A couple of weeks before our first wedding anniversary, and the vacation we’d planned to celebrate it, the company sent Randy halfway around the world. I sat at home in Ottawa, Canada while he bunked down in the company’s swanky apartment in Brisbane, Australia. …

She scared me celibate — “Come on, Luke. We’ve been together for three years.” Her wheedling tone pierced my hungover like nails down a chalkboard. “Everyone knows we’re going to get married.” She stroked my chest, twisting my nipple the way she knew I liked. Her logic baffled me. We’d been dating casually for six…