Masturbation Stories

Angela Harris eloped and joined the Army. The recruiter said they would be stationed together. They weren't. They got a one-night honeymoon and then went separate ways. It was unlikely they'd see each other for over a year. She got assigned to my section and I had to decide whether to leave her to the wolves or take her under my wing. I ended up taking her under my body. I did not intend to break up her marriage, but it needed to be done.

Playwright John Guare came up with the phrase "six degrees of separation" -- four words to describe the phenomenon of a shrinking world where any random two people can discover a link through a chain of acquaintances. This story suggests a route through physical connections from a homeless British woman to the President of the United States. But beware - this isn't a light fantasy. The links on this chain are rusty and loose - and they hurt those who are joined by them.

Heather Mercer was a junior high school teacher whose life was fine until her husband got in debt to a loan shark. The choices were slim. Allow his organs to be sold on the black market, or become a stripper on the weekends at the club the loan shark owned. Oh, yes. And then there was the sex she had to supply her new boss. Could she get out of it all? Who would save her?