Boots on the Wrong Feet
I'm forty-three years old, I teach sports medicine at a university, and I have published two papers on injury prevention, so you would…
The most-read gym or sports stories right now, in a short top ten and then picks by how you want to read. Gym or sports stories, from quick reads to long series. Most gym or sports stories here sit in lesbian sex and toys & masturbation. Reads run 13 to 23 minutes. Writers to know: Pulse of Willow, Session of Paper and Brass Ghost. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
I'm forty-three years old, I teach sports medicine at a university, and I have published two papers on injury prevention, so you would…
The text I sent at 9:40 on a Tuesday night was, in hindsight, pretty forward.
My name is Perry Brooks, I am fifty-one years old, and last Friday night I did something at the gym that I had never done in five years of…
Thelma had been compiling tide tables at the coastal post office for six years, thirty-two years old and unmarried and mostly content, and…
Briana was thirty-four years old and she felt like furniture.
The year I turned forty-four I decided to be sensible, and I want to tell you how that went.
I want to tell you about the night everything shifted at The Crux, but I have to back up a bit first, because the whole mess starts with a…
The museum annex sits on top of a rock spire like a hat somebody left on a fencepost.
Okay, so here's how my Tuesday went.
My name is Iris Leland, I'm twenty-nine years old, and I have been standing in a convent garden since seven in the morning waiting for a…
It started on a Tuesday, of all days.
My name is Cassy, I'm fifty-four years old, and last spring my marriage of twenty-five years ended.
I'm Nix.
The piano slid again when I hit the brakes, and this time it hit the wheel well hard enough that the whole van rocked.
I locked the front door at nine.
I was in the back of Aya's bookstore moving a trunk of old theater costumes because she asked me to, and because that's what friends do.