short stories
He handed me the cup of hot choco I had been staring at wantonly and held my small, cold shivering hands in his big warm hands. “You see, life is just like…
Read Inspired Tidlog Transcript Scene One (Dave meets a lady) Dave:Would you like to go to dinner with me?Lady:I have a date with someone else. Scene Two (9PM) Dave(thinking):I’m never speaking to…
“So if I hear you correctly, you are saying that when you try to go to bed every night, you hear the sound of a baby crying? Did I get that right?”…
Read Inspired Tidlog Transcript Scene OneFriend: Happy birthday, Ada. Scene TwoAda: This year is a special one. Let us toast to… Friends: The death of the old era and ther start of…
“I was five years old when my landlady’s house help deflowered me in the backyard of our building. I remember the day like it only happened a minute ago. I was playing a game of hide-and-seek with my friends and we were running around wildly, looking for where to hide our little buttocks…”
The judge’s voice continued to drone away impassionately as he laid out the fate of my future in front of a small congregation in the court. The room felt more like a…
Read Inspired Tidlog Transcript SceneAda: Girls, I don’t know what to do. I have seen this guy everyday since my high school days. We have always stolen glances but I have never…
‘Jadesola, I am not as invested in this relationship as I used to be. I hate that I am the one that is burdened with stating the obvious, but you and I…
How crazy can you get for sex? How crazy would you get if your sex god is taken away? Read what it means to love from the perspective of a sex psychopath.
“Hi!” I called out to her and watched her bat her eyes in rebellion like she could not wait to get rid of her work clothes and perfunctory smile. “My name is…