This is a short story setting up for later chapters to this one. Think of this chapter the prologue if you will as it is only setting the story. Please tell me what you think in the comment section below. Enjoy ***** Jess was your normal bi sexual girl who was working in a retail store. She was your typical, small chested geeky girl who had just turned 21....
Theresa Brown is the name. I'm the Director of Athletics at Harris College, a historically black school named after the late E. Lynn Harris, a world-famous African-American author. The school opened its doors in 2011. Two years after the death of the legendary Black writer it's named after. And I'm at the helm of its sports department. I run a tight ship and...
My name is Dena Jarvis. A lot of people think my life is easy. It's really not. It's hard being me. A five-foot-eleven, blonde-haired and green-eyed White chick born into a wealthy family in the city of Houston, Texas. My parents, Liam and Deanna Jarvis of Austin, own controlling interests in some of the biggest oil companies in Texas and around the Globe. I...
How I Learned to be Proud of My Breasts Background: The Trainer I hate men, passionately. They're hairy, ugly, and all too often, dirty. I can't stand the feel of their stupid faces against my skin. They're either unshaven, therefore tickle, or poorly shaven, therefore scratch. Their bodies are hairy and ugly and misshapen, too. They have no soft places...
Ah the unhallowed halls of Hela University, sister school to Hades University and according to those who know, the much more sinister sibling. It is located on the opposite side of Hell as Hades U, and is a Women's University with a very special student body. Slime girls studying shifting, vvitches testing their spells, suckubi practicing seduction, orges or...
Claire was an attractive, curvaceous 22 year old who also happened to be a virgin. In college she had gotten involved with the group SaGA (Sexuality and Gender Activism). Her gender confusion reached fever pitch and, consequently, being paralyzed by her inability to decide what gender she was, she ended up never having sex with anyone. Naturally, as any heal...
It's been a month since our first encounter. I have Sociology with Miss. Scott once a week and in this time frame we have gotten pretty close. At least twice a week after our classes, we wait until all the students leave and then Miss. Scott drives me home...more like drives me wild. Before we get to my house we usually make a pit stop at her place. She live...
STEPPING OUT After a wild one night stand with Carina, Toni is beginning to reconsider her sexual orientation. In this final chapter she goes back to Carina's apartment after work to discuss their future relationship as sexual desires rise to the surface yet again. Toni had been writing for years, short stories for the most part but the novel she was writi...
Another year brought new students to the ageing institution that was Connell University. Much like the institution, the Gender Studies department I worked within was full of ageing old lesbians like myself. I co-ordinated the Gender Studies masters programme which was usually full of young women who had just finished university and wanted to widen their ho...
Nobody seeing Jan Kilmer in passing would guess that she was a nerd. Her tall, athletic body moved with confident grace and her Nordic features were striking by any standard. Still it was a fact that inside this physically attractive package the inquisitive mind of a true academic was buzzing. Jan tapped a final period to the last sentence of page 216 and s...