Bus Stop #9 [m] Sexy Spooky Stories in the dark #1:

Repressed memories? Or perhaps a dream? I can’t tell anymore. My Academia years seem so far behind me now, yet an incident from my freshman College year haunts me still;  playing again in my head from time to time. Especially around the start of fall season in our local Beach town.

As I recall I was 19 during my first year of college, I frequently caught the city bus in the wee hours to make it on time for class. Studying biology while personally captivated by books of crypto zoology and mythology during my moments free.

This time of year the days get a little hot but the night’s chilly and the early mornings misty & muggy.

It was one of those foggy gloomy mornings, must of been a little bit before 5am. Made myself a small coffee and began my walk a few blocks over to bus stop #9. A little rinky dinky bench tucked off to the side of a main street, across an empty smoke shop adjacent to an old mini mart turned church or cult group; you never know.

Adventures with Auntie Sue: Skatepark [mF]

It’s been almost four years since we heard from my aunt and uncle. They randomly stopped by the house when I was at school one day, apparently they’re back in town. Relatively neutral to the news, I still asked where they lived out of curiosity and found out it’s right up the street from a skate park I’ve actually been wanting to visit. The next time they stopped by our house I was again at school however this time it was only my aunt. My mother mentioned to her my excitement for the skate park near their new home and she promised to take me soon or so I heard.
Another few weeks passed an I sort of forgot about the skatepark, until one warm fall afternoon that is when auntie susan decided to stop by the house. She caught me outside just getting back from practice.
“Hey skater boy” she teased with her big welcoming smile.
I hopped off my board walking up to the vehicle in a slightly suspicious manner until I saw who it was. “Aunt Susan!” I smiled with delight “how have you been!?”.
I can tell that she seemed a little distressed.
She responds “Ooh I’m alright. Hey, how about we finally hit up that skatepark by my house I’ve heard so much about?”
Simultaneously unlocking the car doors.
“Awesome, let me go grab something real quick!”.
I scurried off to the house, snagged up some useful skating accessories like weed, a lighter, plus other infused goodies then we were off!