The Kumite Letter
I want to start by saying I'm fifty-four years old and I've been an electrician for thirty-one years, and I have never once done anything…
Uniforms stories, from quick reads to long series. Most uniforms stories here sit in erotic couplings and humor & satire. Reads run 15 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: Marigold Study, Narrative of Coral and Juniper Room. Readers usually start with “Ballast and Bread” and “Closing Time at the Hopper”. 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 want to start by saying I'm fifty-four years old and I've been an electrician for thirty-one years, and I have never once done anything…
I am thirty-six years old and supposedly a professional, and I sat on the bed of a portside inn in Nova Scotia with a pen in my hand…
I got to the Oakhaven market at seven in the morning, which was early enough that the dew was still on the canvas tents and half the…
*This one's for the nights when the woods feel alive and you just want to run your hands over someone new.
*This one came from a moody image of an empty school gym at night and the idea of finding intimacy in the most unexpected places.
Georgia had turned twenty-eight in October, and the birthday had hit her harder than she expected.
Kevin came to Saltmere two years ago.
Nolan woke up on his thirty-fourth birthday and stared at the ceiling.
So here's how I started my new job: arguing with a man I hadn't seen in twenty years, over a door.
Wren says she is forty-four years old, out loud, on the drive up, because Tobias has asked her twice to stop calling herself "an aging…
My name is Kerri Malone, I am sixty-two years old, and I have worked at the Brine Hollow pickle processing plant for thirty-six years.
Tommy was fifty-two and had been a welder for most of those years, and he knew what he wanted when he saw it.
I got to the old bell buoy depot at seven in the morning with a clipboard, two coffees, and no idea what I was getting myself into.
I'm Maria Barnett, forty-four years old, and I run a canoe livery on the Biesbosch with my dad.
The shop smells like leather and rosin, and I'm standing in the doorway holding a theremin case like an idiot.
Kristen here, forty-three years old, and I clean offices for a living, which means I know exactly how much sugar the average person spills…
I want to start by saying that I'm twenty-four years old, I edit other people's manuscripts for a living, and I have been having sex with…
*This one came from wanting to write something playful and hot without any angsty betrayal, just a wife reminding everyone she's the one.
Sonia figured out pretty quick that holding the sign for "grace" was harder than holding a paddle.
Tina was twenty-seven and had never once been inside the locomotive wash shed behind the dock.
Marigold Study, Narrative of Coral, Juniper Room, Ruby Folio
Uniforms 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 uniforms stories take 15 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.