“You can be granted any wish if you climb witch hill at midnight on All Hallows Eve But if you don’t pass the witch’s test, she keeps you forever” A bit of a quest and he could use something to get his mind off his current misfortune. That last hand of cards cost him most …
Month: October 2018
I’m sticking to doing a monthly SoSS. Since it’s the month of scary here’s a few stories that haunt (or just caught my eye). Gird your loins, folks. It’s a smorgasbord of content! *A photo Molly took of me was used for MM and a lot of people did an amazing job with it! Kitten …
I’d just stripped out of my clothes and gotten into bed, the stress of work melting away as I slid between the cool sheets. I was contemplating a wank before sleep when I heard a knock at my door. The idea to ignore it was abandoned when the steady knock came again. Dressing with a …
A way to blow off steam. That’s what he told me because he wasn’t “into dudes”. Not when he had a girlfriend and was the bro-y-ist of bros. Not when he had an image of straight guyness to maintain. I wanted to tell him we were in 2018 not 1918 and no one gave a …
This isn’t scary, which goes against all the scary stuff running up to Halloween. I’m bucking the trend! – “Have you been eating a lot of pineapple?” She licked her lips and looked up at him. A tiny drop hung from the corner of her mouth then dropped onto her nipple. “What?” Just seeing that …
“I wish you’d talk to me, Mandy.” Mandy picked up a tissue and dabbed at her eyes. She’d been crying since she walked in the door from work. Even when he sat beside her and tried to kiss her lips, she continued sobbing. “It’s been days like this. Days of me trying to understand what …
Go here and start from the bottom to read all of the Playing God series. We’ve reached the end… for now. – They gave me a week before I had to come in and speak to the chief. By that point, I was able to eat more solid foods without wanting to rip my own …
That doll gave me the fucking creeps, but Annie wanted it as soon as we walked into the charity shop so I had to buy it. “It’s name is Annabel! That’s my name, mama.” “Sure is, sugar.” I grimaced as I touched its dusty dress and waxy skin. Touching it freaked me out, but my …