During my teenage years there was this local magazine you could find decorating several newspaper stands across my city, it was an adult magazine that posted stories after stories of supposed true confessions by - supposedly - anonymous contributors. I eventually became personally familiar with this publication through whatever issues my father had stored in his bedside table - I was too young at the time to purchase them myself, or maybe I wasn't, maybe I was just too self conscious about being a teenage boy buying or possessing erotic material. Either way, I enjoyed the curious yarns spun story after story and volume after volume, enough to the point where I'd started writing stories of my own some years back. I've eventually gotten to the point where I'm invested enough to share those stories and hopefully keep writing more.
Enjoy.
