The Night Shift Feed
I punched in at 7:01 p.m., which is a stupid thing to say about a night shift, so let me back up.
Longtime friends stories, from quick reads to long series. Most longtime friends stories here sit in fetish and toys & masturbation. Reads run 13 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: Quartz Wave, Steel Stage and Thread of Thorn. Readers usually start with “Peony Season” and “The Confocal Compromise”. 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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I punched in at 7:01 p.m., which is a stupid thing to say about a night shift, so let me back up.
I got to the potluck late, which was deliberate, because showing up on time to a thing in a long low room full of people I mostly knew…
Yolanda's bus dropped her at the end of Paloma Bay's main street at four in the afternoon, and she stood there a minute with her duffel…
The rain was coming down hard when Lizzie pulled up outside Kate's apartment building in Lincoln.
The county fair came around every July like a bill you forgot you owed, and every year I swore I'd skip it, and every year I went anyway.
*This is a warm, nostalgic little story about two friends who find a moment of fun without messing up their real lives.
I'm twenty-seven, I pour beer for a living, and until last Saturday my life had gone beige.
Felix Armstrong was forty-four years old and had just become an expert at packing a car.
I'd been running the same route up to Deerbone Lodge for ten years, give or take, and I could drive that last stretch of gravel blindfolded.
I woke up on Kira's leather couch with my hands hurting.
Janie was thirty-four years old and she had a secret she'd told almost no one.
I'm forty-four years old and I'm hiding behind a buffet tent holding a two-year-old.
Petra came up the metal stairs with a six-pack swinging in one hand and her jacket collar up around her ears, because of course the fog…
Phoebe Martins was forty-two years old and she had never once regretted the way she'd built her life.
The tuxedo hung in my locker like a promise I'd made while slightly drunk on spite.
Two days ago I made a bet I still think I can win.
The date was on a Thursday.
My name is Barbara and I turned twenty-nine back in March, which I mention because my ex-husband used to say I'd act thirty-five by the…
I woke up on the leather bench with a blanket tucked around me and a dull ache everywhere that mattered.
Carly Stevens had been retired for exactly three months, and she had already run out of things to do.
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Longtime friends stories, from quick reads to long series.
Some stories are free to read in full, with no account. The rest open with a free preview; members read everything.
Most longtime friends stories take 13 to 24 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.