The Weight of Watching
My name is Milo, I'm twenty-nine, and until eight months ago I was married.
Worn clothing and scent stories, from quick reads to long series. Most worn clothing and scent stories here sit in erotic couplings and group sex. Reads run 14 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: The Ridge Note, Vermilion Works and The Raven Lodge. Readers usually start with “Mulberry and Midnight” and “The Hop Ties”. 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 name is Milo, I'm twenty-nine, and until eight months ago I was married.
I was fifty-two miles from my old life, which is a long way to drive with a bruised heart and a cooler full of gas station lemonade, when…
So there I am, five forty in the morning, standing in a field of lavender in a two-thousand-pound suit, and I want to tell you I felt…
Dolores had been sitting in her parked car outside the planetarium for twenty minutes, which she knew because she kept checking the clock…
I'm driving my forklift through the greenhouse aisles like I do every Tuesday night, thirty-six years old and ten years married, moving…
Six years.
Harvey Bowen was thirty-four years old, and he had been losing to Calvin Fitzgerald for sixteen years.
The gravel lot at Braidhaugh Farm hasn't changed in two years, which is more than I can say for my mood.
*This one came from wanting to write something quiet, a story about wanting again after a long silence, set in a town where magic smells…
The house smelled like cardboard and somebody else's paint choices, and Alina stood in the middle of the living room with her hands on her…
I'm Sherrie, I'm twenty-two, and I moved up to the Mao Mountains seven months ago with one duffel bag and a job tightening the caps on…
The letter had taken me four days to write and three envelopes to get right, which was ridiculous considering I had spent forty years…
*This one came from thinking about how close suburban living can make strangers feel like family.
The roommate bailed on a Tuesday.
Douglas Tanner checked his fire escape every night before bed.
Otis Nichols was twenty-nine years old and he had driven five hours to stand in front of a smoking hut in the middle of nowhere, Ontario.
My name is Stephanie, I'm forty-two, and I've been married to Shane for seventeen years.
Trina Bannister had been in Wolverton, Manitoba for three weeks, and she still couldn't get used to the smell of the curling club.
I was fifty-two years old and I was packing boxes full of glass eyes on a Saturday afternoon.
The static starts up at 7:40, same as always.
The Ridge Note, Vermilion Works, The Raven Lodge, Prelude of Flint
Worn clothing and scent 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 worn clothing and scent stories take 14 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.