Humor Stories

This short story is a light-hearted tribute to my fellow author and on-line friend, Angie Everhart aka Tasty Little Pop Tart. I have been impressed with Angie's attention to detail in her own stories and she has been generous in her advice and support. I have tried to follow her example in a modest way. If you enjoy the story all credit is due to Angie. If you don't like it, then I clearly need more lessons! The story is published with Angie's approval.

That classic fairy tale of witches and cannibalism, "Hansel and Gretel" (you know, for kids!) has FINALLY been updated for modern times, and especially for Femdom fans. With a side serving of incest, too!

It starts with the usual spring tick advisory. Then Helen swears one lands on her neck in in her own driveway. Earl starts telling his “dive bomber” stories again. People laugh. Someone jokes, “When ticks fly.” By August, nobody is laughing anymore.

She’s the moon. He’s a library assistant. The books moan, the lights flicker, and someone’s overdue for a cosmic orgasm. When Mona crashes into Earth in virginal human form and lands a job shelving steamy romances, she expects peace and quiet, not toe-curling sex in the stacks. But Theo’s got a barcoded smirk and hands that know how to file her under “needs it now.” It’s celestial chaos and steamy chemistry.

I lovely young girl with a wild imagination creates a past for herself

The dialectic is a deep philosophical concept used, among others, by Hegel and Marx. It can be applied, as well, to the role of miniskirts and how best to appreciate them. At least, I thought so when they first appeared. It was, of course, a purely academic exercise to appreciate them and their wearers -- and actually did give cultural insight.