Cruising
Cruising by pj wolf "What about... him?" "Seriously, you wanna keep doing this?" Emma grinned, picking up her drink off the bench. "It's fun!" she said, sipping through a straw. "For you," Vince said, shaking his head. "C'moooooon. You...
Nightlife at the Beach
I love the waves, the way they flow and twist about, singing a song to me as I glide along their surface. Otters are born to adore the water, and what could be a better place to indulge myself than in the glorious tides off the southeastern coast of...
Summer Cycle
Summer Cycle Let me tell you about me and Mary, and how we spent the summer. It was supposed to be the adventure of a lifetime - an entire summer spent cycling from coast-to-coast. We were in love, or so we thought. We were both from Toronto, both...
Beach Party
Holt reclined in the driver's seat as he steered his mean green machine down the road. They'd left the highway behind a while back, turning down a road that was filled with memories. "Been a while since we came here." He looked over at Robin, his...
Hot Shot
**Hot Shot** by Reserved Rodent Special Forces commando - Corporal Sharp - crept through the forest underbrush, carefully placing his large feet. His camouflaged headband kept the sweat out of his eyes, as well as helping to keep his long ears down....
Drive Me Batty
It wasn't easy working at an orchard. The job was seasonal. The pay wasn't great. And autumn, with its assorted pumpkin and harvest festivals, became a busy, stressful blur. But there were some saving graces. It wasn't corporate. You got to be in and...
Summer Job
Dru was staring at his veggs and sweetcake. Staring and not eating. The resort commissary was lively this morning- lots of workers eating together, talking and joking and getting ready for the day, same as me and Dru. Except here was Dru, not...
Memories of Summer
Written in honour of all those who lost their lives in the Great War. You will never be forgotten. Date, 1st July 1916, Time, 7:15 am. In fifteen minutes time the whistles will blow, and the battle of the Somme will commence. Today is also my...
The feel of his embrace
Well I bet you are wondering why I'm writing to you, it's a bit of a long story, in fact it's my whole life really. It started back when I was fifteen and my parents brought me to this caravan park, where I'm staying right now. Sand Haven, a small park...
Ice Cream At The Pier
Dear Peter, Every detail of your face was breath-taking in the dying light. I know it sounds cheesy, but how else am I supposed to describe it? You're the wordsmith, not me. I'm just the dumb jock who comes down every year for his summer vacation to...
Summer sTrip
_The "adult" tag doesn't come up until near the end so be patient. The other tags are fairly in order from start to finish. This story is an entry in the "SummerAdventure" contest. Please enjoy it. Leave a comment. Fav it if you really like it._ Alex...
Sand of broken dreams
Sand of Broken Dreams. A wisp of fresh air washed into the wooden cabin, driving away the smell of sweat that clung to the cabin like glue. A ray of sunlight hit the eyes of a teenager about, sixteen years old by the looks of him. He had himself...