It was the last day of my senior year at Hurley High School in Virginia after this I was off to Boston University is Massachusetts. Hurley High School wasn't a big high school at all considering Hurley's population was only 3119. I didn't mind, it was a nice place where everyone knows everyone. My last class of the day was History and my teacher Ms. Lockhear...
So you know a little about me, I always did the boy thing until college. Before then and growing up, I thought girls were attractive but it was more about wanting to have their clothes and cute style. I never thought of them other than as friends. In high school, I dated guys and they swarmed all over me like bees. That's when I realized guys operate on a to...
Author's note: This story was written in November-December 2018, but the main portion is set in 2016 and 2017 because I wanted to include a certain historical event in the background. If you want to get straight to the sex without all that pesky background and character development, skip to chapter three. I would like to dedicate this work to the memory of...
Summary: In 1970, a black teen turns white racist principal. Note 1: Thanks to NO NAME, who requested this story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18 years old. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, and Robert for editing All White School BLACKED Principal Jones sighed. It had only been three weeks since she had, oh so reluctantly, allowed three black gir...
I can see her watching me. Pretending not to, casting her eyes down to the novel in front of her every time I catch her eye from across the patio of this open-air café. Well, I've been watching her, too—long enough to know that she's been "reading" the same page for the last 45 minutes. I'm used to stares, and I've gotten pretty good at deciphering them. I...
This is the final chapter from my series After School Detention. This chapter could be a stand alone, but it is a continuation from part 2. For a better understanding, please feel free to read the two chapters of After School Detention on my page. This chapter will be told from a third person narrative where I hope to incorporate more information about the c...
[My thanks to estragon for proofreading and editing! -Tricia] Session V: Breakthrough I didn't get any chance to use my vibrator that night. Mostly I spent the evening thanking God that my children and my husband were all completely oblivious. As long as I provided their food and helped with their homework and kept everyone in line, no one noticed that th...
Chapter One: The Beginning It has been a good Sunday for Casandra and Rachel Wilson. They have just moved to the area and were moving into their new apartment. Rachel, the Mom, transferred for her job and promotion. Casandra will be going to the local high school for her senior year. It is two weeks before school starts and they are looking forward to the f...
The day was over; I was tired. Classes had gone well, although there were one or two students who simply didn't seem to grasp that college is another way to spell work. One of my more difficult students, Laura Buisson, the daughter of a trustee, was especially obstreperous. Her attitude of entitlement and assumption of authority—all unearned—grated on me. He...
She was reading a paper at the bus stop the first time I saw her. To be honest, I didn't really notice much beyond the really snazzy boots she wore. It went on that way for a few months- every so often I'd spot her walking across town or waiting for the bus. I started to look for her during my morning commute, and I started to notice a few other things as th...