I met Emily during my freshman Chem class. We had just happened to sit down next to each other at a table, and our professor told us that our seatmates would also be our lab partners. We quickly hit it off and begun to hang out outside of class as well. Neither of us were gigantic partiers, preferring to go to the movies rather than frat parties. We did drin...
Cara hurried into the kitchen where the rest of the waiters were stood. 'I am not serving that table. They are drunk and one guy tried to touch my ass as I walked past them. Can't someone else take their order?' Alice and Dan frowned as they looked at her, 'Cara, they're rich businessmen, are you really gonna miss the chance of getting a big ass tip because...
Tuesday, January 25, 2005 Paige Davis is leaving Trading Spaces. Maybe she shouldn't have done the TV Guide cover wearing nothing but wallpaper. Maybe she shouldn't have done the fake stripper routine at a Broadway fundraiser when she allowed men to stuff money down the front of her low cut dress or inside her tiny g-string. I'm really depressed. If you don...
Sorry for the long absence and the bit of tease that this story is. I do plan on continuing this one as I find time between school and work. Feedback and voting are appreciated, please think before you post comments, though. Prologue Everyone has a skill in life, and even in those gifts some seem more talented than others. One might appreciate the beaut...
Alisa put the last of my things into her drawers and shut them with a snap of finality. She turned and looked at me, folding her arms across her chest. "That's where they stay." "Yes, ma'am." I snapped to attention and saluted, bringing a smile to her face. "You promise?" I walked up to her, really looking at her for the first time. As I looked at her, I...
"I can't believe you're doing this to me!" Annabelle Martins just laughed on the other end of the phone, ignoring the despair in my voice and the obvious accompanying tears. "I don't give a shit, Tawnya. Reggie's dead and the house is mine so you have three days to get your shit and get the fuck out." The dial tone ringing in my ear was my indication that...
1) THE LETTER. Danielle entered the room quietly, switching on the light as she walked in. She was naked, and still slightly damp from the shower she had recently taken. Across the room she caught sight of herself in the large mirror. As she drew closer, she examined her reflected image, and trembled slightly. Her blond hair fell in damp strings over her s...
I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my math homework. I had been looking at the same page for what seemed like hours, and still nothing was making sense. I hoped my roommate, Sarah, would come home soon so she could help me. Sarah always knew her math. As soon as I thought of Sarah, the familiar warm feeling came over me again. I didn’t understand why I h...
The only word I could use to describe the situation was 'terrible'. Louise had caught us newly fucked and naked. There she stood by the door with her hand on her mouth as if it was the first time a Professor had seduced his student. Her cool blue eyes swept over our nakedness with such condemnation that I could have curled up in a corner and died. Rooted to...
It Started So Innocently… “Rain, sugar, you bring pride to the Lady Pirates. You surely do.” My eyes flew open. It had been a brutal practice after which Coach Suggs had me running laps. I promised to meet at Le Café after showering. Mrs. Bishop, the soccer team’s number one financial supporter, stood at the end edge of the showers dressed in yellow from...