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Stories: The bedroom door

Beerhaze — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 22:00:29 +0000

The cougars were tearing at the bedroom door, and there was a sound of gnawing teeth in the walls. What they wanted with him, and why they were so restless and disturbed, the young man did not dare to think.

~ The End ~

Stories: With anxious eagerness

Beerhaze — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 22:00:53 +0000

He was expecting help, and with anxious eagerness; for he walked up and down the room; started at every sound; looked out from the window; glanced at the clock; tried, but in vain, to work the swelling pineapple out of … Continue reading →

Stories: Presence of a naked man

Beerhaze — Tue, 24 Aug 2010 22:00:21 +0000

Tom came into the presence of a naked man, just as a pregnant woman limped into their bathroom stall. But she had scarcely entered, when a heavyset man, in obvious discomfort, came in too. ‘Nice to meet you all!’ said … Continue reading →

Stories: Mrs. Shepperd’s nephew

Beerhaze — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 22:00:18 +0000

‘Ha, ha.’ laughed Mrs. Shepperd’s nephew. ‘Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.’ The nephew revelled in another laugh, and as it was impossible to keep the infection off; she joined him despite her broken legs and stab wounds. ‘Ha, ha, ha, … Continue reading →

Stories: Celebrate his birthday

Beerhaze — Sat, 21 Aug 2010 22:00:12 +0000

With that, he jocularly tapped his wife under the chin, and appeared, for the moment, inclined to by imprinting a kiss on her shrivelled lips. Thinking better of it, however, he instead called a prostitute.

~ The End ~

Stories: I am a man

Beerhaze — Fri, 20 Aug 2010 22:00:50 +0000

‘Hear me,’ said the husband, ‘and be thankful I have enough command over myself not to fling you into the street. I am a man! I don’t shop for dried flowers, Tupperware or towels.’

~ The End ~

Stories: Such a monster as yours

Beerhaze — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 22:00:18 +0000

‘I never saw such a monster as yours!’ muttered his wife, looking as amiable as she possibly could the while; for his eyes were upon her, and she was chuckling fearfully, ‘Do you see this? This is the size of … Continue reading →

Stories: There were stifled sobs

Beerhaze — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 22:00:36 +0000

His wife kept his hand in hers, and turned as if to sleep. But there were stifled sobs; and the hand was pressed more than once, or twice, or thrice, before she slowly loosed her hold so that he could … Continue reading →

Stories: Potty beside their bed

Beerhaze — Thu, 12 Aug 2010 22:00:18 +0000

Nothing passed at the time, but that night, as he sat on the potty beside their bed, his wife started from what had seemed to be a slumber, and laying his hand in his, prayed, as the tears coursed down … Continue reading →

Stories: Surrounded by meadows

Beerhaze — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 22:00:08 +0000

They procured a humble lodging in a small farmhouse, surrounded by meadows where he had often revelled when a child with a troop of merry schoolfellows; and here he took off his clothes while his wife flexed her jaw muscles. … Continue reading →

Stories: Left her in darkness

Beerhaze — Sat, 07 Aug 2010 22:00:44 +0000

She had hardly spoken, when the lamp, which was the only one in the hut, fell to the ground, and left her in darkness. There was some trifling confusion in obtaining a flashlight; and when she did, her husband stood … Continue reading →

Stories: Slinking off like a snake

Beerhaze — Fri, 06 Aug 2010 22:00:37 +0000

Creeping from the bedroom, and slinking off like a snake; and looking often over his shoulder while he hurried away, as though he were followed in imagination or reality by his wife anxious to savagely beat him with a stick. … Continue reading →

Stories: Her glitter bra and panties

Beerhaze — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 22:00:12 +0000

The husband, who had been engaged in a manner in which every reader may imagine for himself or herself, was hurrying downstairs in obedience to his wife, when he remembered that he was still wearing her glitter bra and panties. … Continue reading →

Stories: That room yonder

Beerhaze — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 22:00:56 +0000

‘Well, well, that won’t do,’ said his wife, ‘go into that room, my dear, that room yonder, and see if there’s not a bowling pin there for you to use instead.’

~ The End ~