The Rivet and the Rivet
My divorce went through in March, and by June I was still eating dinner standing at the counter like someone who hadn't figured out his…
Longtime reader from Texas, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is plain and direct. Expect Crossdressing with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and reunion. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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My divorce went through in March, and by June I was still eating dinner standing at the counter like someone who hadn't figured out his…
The trail was quiet the way it only gets in the off-season, when the snow stops being something people pay to ride through and goes back…
The car died on the coast road at half past ten.
We booked the Alpenrose Lodge back in October, and I had the whole weekend planned out with meticulous precision.
I got dumped on a Tuesday.
My apartment got too quiet after my roommate Gary moved out.
My name is Gregg, I'm fifty-two years old, and I've been married to Mary for twenty-two years.
My name is Clay Masterson, I'm twenty-eight, and three years ago I accidentally found out something about myself at a tipsy costume party.