Pissing Stories

It was an early spring day in Maine. Ms. Malone, my English teacher, had just completed her lecture on contemporary…
The one thing I always remember about that day. It was so fucking hot! My parents and brother were not…
Last orders were being called, soon we would have to leave the warmth of the Fish and Mullet. Outside it…
Getting into her car, Vivienne Wu angrily slammed the door of her sleek black convertible. She was a vision of…
I was going to get laid tonight. At the very least, that is what I tried to convince myself. My…