This is the true story of my first time. I've changed the names and some details to protect the innocent, but this is how it happened. I want to thank my two editors/proof readers, Monica and Charlotte, I've made some of their suggested changes, but kept true to myself as much as possible. ***** It was 5 on a Friday evening at the beginning of the summer t...
Working as a pharmacist in a chemist shop, I was constantly asked to apply my first-aid knowledge to minor cuts and bruises. Being trained in that field also meant the doctors surgery next door would often send people to me rather than going through the rigmarole of filling forms in and to keep down unnecessary costs to them. This practise over spilled to my...
Note: This story was told to me by one of the protagonists. -------------------------------------------- Amy opened her door at a knock. "Hi Jen. Come on in!" "Hi Amy. Thanks." Amy was nervous. It wasn't everyday that she had another woman stop over at her house at 7 AM planning to take half-naked photos for a boyfriend. But Amy and Jen had concocted a...
This is an edited version. Tall_Poppy was awesome enough to help me with tackling the spelling and grammar of this piece. * Chapter 1 With a thud the movers put the last box down against the wall of my new living room. I signed their papers, gave them a tip and then they left. I sighed happily when I heard them close my front door. Finally alone. No more...
Sometimes Friday nights suck. It was a little after 9:30pm and I was stuck at home. No date. No party. No friends. Just my CD player, a book and me. All of us were sprawled on my bed on top of the pink silky spread. My dark blonde hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail. I've been told I look somewhat like Elizabeth Shue, only with a fuller figure. I had m...
Rachel lugged the last of her bags to her room on the fifth floor of one of the dormitories at the Gorham campus of the University of Southern Maine. The bedroom was fairly large, larger than Randy's dorm at Miskatonic. It had to be, to accommodate the two beds on opposing walls in the room. The thought of having to share a room for the next nine months, w...
Thank you for your patience! This one took so much longer than I expected. This story does move slower than a lot of you would like. Do let me know what you think. Hope you enjoy! - The next week flew by. Heather was overwhelmed with work and had little time for anything else. On Monday she barely got to wave at Vanessa across the office floor. Her day was...
You probably haven't heard of the Isle of Sula. Not unless you're one of the eco-tourists who come trekking oot here, or one of the estimated 27,000 members worldwide of Clan MacCuilish. That's about 15 times the current population of the island, probably no more than 40 of whom were born with the MacCuilish name. Basically, we're a tiny wee island towards t...
Chapter 13: A Picture is Worth... ***** The morning air rippled, light and cool after the rain, through Grady's bedroom window. The sun was soft, pastel yellow, promising a gentler day after the chaotic electrical storm that had raged the previous night. Grady slept sprawled out on his stomach, blankets pulled up to ward off the chill. His black hair w...
Authors Note: This is an edited version of this story. It was originally posted in error without even a proof read. I would like to thank my editor for all her help and the extra effort she put in to make me look good. So thank you Adetaildiva. Also, I had a friend read it to see why the initial votes were so low besides the obvious spelling and grammatic...