Steve and I were both in our early twenties when we met whilst working for an insurance company. I'd stayed on working there but he had left to take a teaching degree and we lost touch for six years or so. In that time I'd got married and my wife and I had our first child. Out of the blue one day I got a call from Steve saying that he'd moved back into the...
Staff Briefing Wankhurst was probably not the top college in England, but certainly the staff and students thought it was. The college for young men of 18 or over upheld privilege, Christian teaching, courage, hypocrisy and snobbishness. It was very masculine, apart from the nurse and some of the catering staff, all were male, including The Head of College...
Have you ever notice how chock full of suckable cocks the world is? It boggles the mind. Be forewarned - stop and think about it and unless you're careful, that's all you'll be able to think about. On my peregrinations (Isn't that a humdinger of a word? It's been stuck in my head since high school English. It means "travels", usually by foot, which doesn't...
I was attending a small Community College in order to save some money in my first two years of college. Classes were small which was a good thing teachers would get to know most students by name. I was a good student not an A student but close. I had decent load of classes that I could handle I had to work to pay for school. This was my last semester and we...
February 11, 2010 From: Lawrence Ryan To: Douglas Monroe Subject: Re: Ronald Gordon's plays Dear Mr. Monroe, Thank you so much for sending the recording and your draft of the libretto. I must say, whoever you found to sing those selections has quite a beautiful voice. I have absolutely no complaints about your music, quite the opposite in fact, except t...
My name is Clivedon Wilhelm Van Der Hoeven, generally known to my family and friends as 'Clive'. I'm thirty-four and everyone tells me I still look twenty-one. Trust me; it's all in the genetics. My paternal grandfather died at eighty-seven and people were amazed to discover his true age in the obituaries. He looked fifty with not a line or crease on his fac...
by K. Nitsua. Newly revised version copyright 2014 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the fifth and, so far, final "Steelman Tale." Readers will once again recognize characters from past stories in this series, though, like "Class Reunion," this is not a sequel. DISCLAIMER: Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * Fro...
(Conclusion) by K. Nitsua. Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. I can't postpone getting up any longer. I haul my body out of bed--for a guy in his mid-forties I'm holding up okay--and get ready for the first class day. It's business as usual this year--three master classes, each with four children and their parents, and two larger groups. No teach...
It had been about two weeks since Logan had come to me in the kitchen that day. Life had changed drastically for us, that was for sure. It had been the best two weeks of my life. My favorite memory of the last two weeks was of one specific evening. I had been up on the main deck, looking out to sea from the back. Logan had come up behind me and put his arms...
[A/N: the scene is set in Trinidad.] *** Christian and I texted often, stole kisses in secluded areas of the campus and went to dates away from the campus. Our relationship worked but it was also tiring, having to be so very cautious of our movements. The problem? Christian was actually my college advisor and one of my professors. The Chaguramas Boardwal...