I was sitting outside the cottage door, just in my shorts, wondering if the farmer who had rented the rustic Cotswold cottage with the thatched roof and the rose trellis beside the door to me for two weeks had misinterpreted my offer. It hadn't been in so many words, but I think I had been clear enough in my nonverbal delivery. But maybe not. Maybe signaling...
I was never more nervous than while I was waiting in the dance rehearsal hall, trying to keep up with small talk with the pianist, while I was waiting for Miloslav Cersenka for my audition to dance in Defiance. I was torn. I wanted to do this, and not just for the money I needed to help keep Mr. Masters's lifestyle afloat. I needed this for me too. I was beg...
Austin felt the wind brushing past him as he sprinted down the field with the ball in his hands. Sweat dripped from his brow as he reached the goal line and slammed the football into the ground gaining the points necessary for his team to win. As he slowed down and eventually stopped he heard his teammates roar. Austin was by far the quickest of the players...
Thanks for all the positive feedback! It's been a delight to see my story come to life. If you haven't read chapter one and two I'd recommend it before moving forward. Again, big thanks to LaRascasse and Oldnakeddad for editing and advising! I am smarter than a 5th grader (or so it appears). (This is a work of fiction and all characters are over the age o...
I pull up to the dance studio and check the address. There's no sign, but I think I'm at the right place. My fiance isn't here yet, but she's always late. She wants me to learn to dance before our wedding. I don't see the big deal. A man was sitting at the front desk staring at a computer screen. His face lights up in greeting as I arrive. "Ah! You must...
The Twelve Maidens "Dancing is forbidden on the Sabbath," said Brian, reading from the guidebook. He stood, in the warmth of the summer evening, amidst the blue meadow cranesbills and the creamy-white meadow-sweet. Their almond scent loaded the air so that it seemed drenched with sweetness. Joe looked over the hedge at the field beyond. There was a group o...
Chapter 4 – Twink on the Dancefloor Now, let's bitch about my dating life. I can pull in all kinds of girls, but can never bring in guys. Or at least the ones I want. If they meet my criteria looks-wise, they turn out to be bottoms. If they are tops, something about them seems sketchy. One time, I gained the unwanted attention of some bears and Preston...
By the time Lee released him, Marshall's breath was coming in heavy gasps and his head was spinning—and the wannabe dance partner had disappeared. Guess he could catch a clue. Marshall didn't mind. There were plenty more where he came from. Including the sexy man who'd just kissed him stupid. "Wanna dance, cowboy?" Lee asked in a sultry voice. Marshall bro...
Chapter Five-Beck and Call Jim stopped by at his usual time and told me to follow him. I got to his room and went inside and on the bed were a series of butt plugs, small to really big. Here's what we're going to do Chris. Because I know you are horny for cock in your ass all day long, we're going to keep that beautiful ass filled up and pulsating with pl...
Chapter One-Friendship It was the first day of class at school the most prestigious dance school in the country and we were all nervous. After studying dance at college for 3 years I knew this was the entry point into major dance companies and I was ready for the challenge. The one year finishing course at Declan School of Dance was rated as the most diffic...