Stories tagged “man”

  • Wayne (Part 1)

    The distractions were finally gone. There was nothing left but his impending death. Wayne had lived a full life, surrounded by the people he loved, but this did nothing to conquer his fear of the inevitable. He had long ago given up hope on the possibi...

  • Saving the Day

    “Damn!” He saw her getting arrested, tussling with the policemen as usual. He had never understood her fascination with that single cathedral. He begged her not to go start sketching in the open, she consented. A few hours later, he’d...

  • Spoiled Milk Milkshakes

    She stood there in front of the mirror in her itsy-bisty, teeny-weeny, yellow polka dot bikini. She hadn’t worn it since the summer 0f 1950, when she had been 18 years old and into the rebellious stuff. Truth be told, she had forgotten all about ...

  • Gawkers

    There once was an old man with nine fingers. The children would sometimes gesture to his hand with only four and giggle uncomfortably. One day a child approached as before, a group of his friends standing a safe distance away. In a fluid motion, the ma...

    • Author: folktrash
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Man On The Moon (Mature)

    “Control, this is Orbital Mission 003. Do you copy?” “We copy that Orbital, you are closing in on the landing site, correct?” “Copy that control, I don’t see the landing site beacons.” “There is no contac...

  • Moving parts

    The coffee shop across the plaza had looked warm and inviting from her window. A pink and blue neon sign, that she’d not quite been able to make out hung in the steamed window, from which yellow light poured warmly onto the shiny, rain drenched c...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Contrived

    The first time he saw her, he knew that she should be the one. She was a bit on the young side, but mature enough. Her walk had a bit of a skip to it, and she seemed to flit around like a small bird in that flower shop. They don’t make ’em ...

    • Author: S. Zee
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Maiden Complains

    The Maiden sprinted through the forest, her Maidenly bosom heaving. She paused when she thought she was far enough away and put on her clothing. “Honestly!” She huffed to herself with Maidenly indignation. “Can’t a young girl ta...

  • More About the Man

    I thought about everything I had remembered so far. I hated the color yellow and the number 7. I counted everything, remebering nothing, and went to a therapist. There was a man, with big strong arms that wrapped around me. He had been with me in cabin...

  • How Long Has It Been?

    “So, was there a cabin 43?” I tried to sound nonchalant. She was quiet for a count of five. “You’re just one of THOSE people,” she huffed. “What? Who? I just noticed that there seemed to be one missing. That’s ...

  • The Park Bench

    Every day an old man sat in the exact same spot on a park bench observing all that was around him. Never wavering or deterred to return to the bench each day, no matter what the circumstances were. A wondrous sycamore tree towered over the bench offeri...

  • All Bottled Up

    There was a knock at my door. I didn’t appreciate it. I pulled myself up off the couch, cursed quietly that I was just getting comfortable, and sauntered over to the door. The knocking continued in an urgent fashion. I opened the door and saw a w...

    • Author: Olivaw
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Surprise!

    I hate him, sometimes. “Can’t we please find a better way, John?” I pleaded. He revved the engine on the bike. It roared like an angry animal. “I like this way.” “But it’s dangerous! And stupid!” I pointe...

    • Author: Olivaw
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • The Mystery (Mature)

    “My you sure do smell like shit in the morning.” The chief stood at the foot of his door, looking down at detective William. “Well I try.” “Well damn maybe you should try a little less Williams, maybe then your wife would come back.” “Ye...

  • Anniversary

    “Wine?” “Do you have something stronger?” “Not with me.” “Then wine’s fine.” She took the glass, and set it down as best as she could on the table in front of her, stealing a sip in the midst of the...

  • The Cadillac

    I was driving on the freeway today when I noticed a man hanging out next to his old, beaten-to-hell Cadillac on the shoulder. Nothing new to me; everyone has an old car that breaks down these days. In fact, I was actually off to fix my own piece of shi...

  • The Final Decision

    He looks at the metal monster sitting on the table in front of him. He doesn’t want to touch it or even go near it lest he do something stupid. Taking a deep, trembling breath, he continues to stare at it. It sneers at him, daring him to do it. T...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Finish Him! (Mature)

    He rolled up in time to dodge a swift dagger being jutted at his face. The ninja stood in front of him in a low-base stance, clutching twin daggers. A series of fast jabs at the man sent him blocking, twisting, chopping every which way. The man hopped ...

  • A man and an alien walked into a milk bar...

    “Hey, buddy!” He’d done this too many times. Faking the requisite bonhomie came naturally to a man like him. “Your pardon. Are you addressing me?” asked his mark, as politely and innocently as usual. Bruce did his best to ...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Man Who Farted Too Often

    He was a man who in his youth would fart on command. To do so he would get down on his hands and knees, in which position he had mastered a system of sucking air into his butt hole and pushing it back out, able to produce fart after fart. He did this o...

  • Man In The Kitchen (Part I)

    Jumping out of bed, running down the stairs, he followed the scent emanating from the coffee maker. He loved the smell, hated the taste, but he knew it meant she was finally home from her trip. Running to the kitchen, excited at the prospect of seeing ...

    • Author: Nancy
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Man In The Kitchen (Part II)

    The morning stretched on, the coffee maker shutting off, coffee darkening… thickening. He finished his puzzle; assumed she ran to drop off dry cleaning or do something else before he woke up. He showered with the door open, inviting her back into the...

    • Author: Nancy
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Man In The Kitchen (Part III)

    Before pulling away, she sat in her car and looked across the street to the private dock. She saw him: shirt off, glistening with the sweat of loved hard work, jeans wet at the bottom where his feet hung into the water. He was waxing his sailboat. Agai...

    • Author: Nancy
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Man In The Kitchen (Part IV)

    The young man studied the woman he knew would someday be his wife. They hadn’t been dating terribly long, but something had told him from the first time he saw her at the library that she was the one. And he’d never believed in that crap. After the...

    • Author: Nancy
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Man In The Kitchen (Part V)

    He woke up to sunlight and the smell of coffee, a smell he loved, wafting up the stairs. Realizing his wife was home he ran toward the stairs – he mustn’t have heard her arrive home after an all night flight. She’d been gone for so long. Too long...

    • Author: Nancy
    • Posted over 10 years ago.