The light of a bright full moon illuminated the wide dirt road as Michelle walked along the edge. In the distance behind her, she could still hear the music from the North Shore Country Club - site of the Senior Prom. It seemed to the 18-year-old brunette that she had been walking for well over an hour, but a glance at her watch told her it was only five pas...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned. .-. -..- -..- .-. -..- .-. Joanne 'Joee' Domaingue entered her World Economics class and looked around. She felt a little self-conscious wearing a...
Monica sat idly on a bench in the school courtyard, rambling into her journal. She had so many thoughts in her head that she had to get them down on paper, otherwise she would go crazy for sure. She couldn't stop thinking about Mrs. Williams. She thought about her at night, she thought about her when she was playing with herself in the mornings before school...
Chapter One It was the first sixth form disco of 1997 and Angie had spent the last half hour in the ladies' toilets. Not that she was some sort of perv . . . Well, not that she classed herself as some sort of perv. No, if she classed herself as anything, "perv" would be last on the list; even if some of her so-called schoolmates did judge books by their co...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Come back in time to the year 1961 and meet Marcie Shapiro and Ramona Rodriguez, two pretty 18-year-old high school seniors who live in a large mansion on Long Island. Jewish princess Marcie's super wealthy parents own the fine house, while hot Latina Ramona's mother is the live-in housekeeper, Ramona's origins in Brooklyn far mor...
Author's note. This chapter is a bit lovey dovey. If you're not into that, SORRY! It might also be a bit shorter than the last one. I haven't measured it; I just kinda end them where the idea naturally burns out. Enjoy! ********************* Melinda woke slowly. Red hair splayed on her pillow, she felt something on top of her, lightly touching her face and...
After last night's shenanigans in the London office of the Sinn detective agency, I was, not altogether surprisingly, somewhat hungover. Usually I get Pixie to write up the cases, but as she did not take the lead role in this case I thought the Aussie point of view might be useful. She can write up her bits as we go on, I was, I admit, exhausted, but that...
"The fuckwad!" Mollie stood beside the answering machine, her whole body trembling and her eyes burning as she struggled to keep her tears from spilling over her hot cheeks. She clenched her hands into fists and dug her manicured fingernails into her palm until pain shot through her. The sensation did not relieve any of the anger flooding through her body....
Introduction: In the mid 1960s, the United States was mired in the hell that was the Vietnam War. The society was in upheaval, the generation of love was exploring new boundaries as one era was passing into the next. Same gender love was gaining acceptance in a few of the larger cities, but in most places it was still forced into hiding. With the cultural re...
"Can I get you anything else?" the white haired waitress asked. "No thank you," the darker haired young woman in the booth replied as she looked up from the magazine she had been reading, glancing as she did at the half filled coffee cup to her left. "I'm fine." The waitress, her name tag identified as Rhonda, smiled as she totaled up the check, leaving it...