Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Bart Mann and was part of our 2017 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the Summer Writing Contest stories here. At least it began like a typical day. That put Fred on his way to work, his routine being a short walk to his car followed by 50 minutes of…
Arthur finally decided to go in. Having never been inside the adult toy store, this was going to be the day.
Arthur was twenty-two, in college … and still a virgin. He had a lean body, a headful of thick raven black hair, and a warm and inviting smile. He had a quick wit and sparkling blue eyes. By the simple odds alone Arthur should have already gotten laid. Unfortunately Arthur lacked self-confidence. As such he was painfully shy and inhibited beyond measure and that’s what did him in.
Being unlaid, the issue at hand became self-satisfaction. Eventually Arthur’s reliance on the basic procedure left him feeling unsatisfied. He yearned for something besides internet porn to help him finish the job.
Thus he often found himself parked in the lot of The Pink Cherry adult toy store, too timid to go in. Arthur looked at the dash and saw it was two o’clock. He had sat there for thirty minutes. He groaned, wrenched his fingers off of the steering wheel and finally got out of the car.
This story is by Bart Mann and was part of our 2016 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the Winter Writing Contest stories here. Stumbling down a street drenched in sodium lamp light, I had nowhere in particular to go. Thanks to a glutton’s share of Irish whiskey, I wasn’t going there fast. My…
by Bart Mann She didn’t know where the scar came from and the truth was, she didn’t really care. It had appeared on a blustery October night, showing up on the back of her left shoulder like an uninvited guest. It wasn’t an uncomplicated arrival however. One ordinary afternoon she was out tomboyin’ as usual with…
