I've told no one of my little summer secret; just held it dear to me, and pulled it from my memory when I've needed a special moment for myself... a very special, private moment that would never be the same, once shared. Now, I'm breaking my rule and telling you, My Journal, for I've promised to hold no secrets from you. It's time to bare my soul, and tell y...
Chapter One: Cherry VS Bertha Cherry comes out to the ring in a short charcoal grey wool business skirt, it hugs her heart shaped ass. Her black high heels click on the ramp that runs directly to the ring as the speakers blast out some techno dance song. The crowd, mostly men, erupt in howls and wolf whistles. She is reminiscent of Stacy Keibler's old Ms....
It was Marci Jensen's 18th birthday, and to look at her you'd have thought that here was a girl who had it all. The beautiful high school senior was tall, slender, blonde, & popular with boys & girls alike. It seems it had always been that way, for as long as anyone could remember. And so it was no surprise when, on the day after her high school graduation,...
Hi, my name is Kenzi Kittle, and the little adventure that I will now relate began back when I was a senior in high school, after getting a job working as a cashier at the Latrelle Grocery store in rural Pennsylvania. I needed to make some money if I wanted to attend college that fall, and the neighborhood grocery store was about the only employment opportun...
Please consider the Preamble for Day 1 as an integral part of this episode. Words: 13,475 .................................. Title: Lust on the High Seas: Day 3 - La Caruna. After my morning shower I tied my hair up as usual. I decided to dispense with my favourite pigtails in favour of a neater style; a pair of small donut shaped buns at either side...
Warm blurs of light play over the darkness of my closed eyelids. A warm summer breeze cools my skin, fighting to keep me comfortable against the sun's heat. The sounds of people swimming and children playing nearby make me feel like I could be any age, in any year, and the pool is simply an eternal place where summer never ends. Of course, things are a bit d...
My stomach churned as I heard a solid knocking on the door. Each thump from the wood created another somersault in the pit of my gut. Needless to say, I was nervous. It was my oldest friend, from elementary to our final year in highschool. Like most friendships ours fell out after we went to separate colleges and talked less and less. I hadn't seen her for t...
Linda hummed tunelessly to herself as she made the bed and cleaned up the house. She was happy as she prepared for lunch she was to have here for the four other women who made up her Mother's Club. The Club got together each month to share their lives and experiences as they coped with their young children. They had met through the local mother's group after...
By Adam and Evie Zasse To the best of our knowledge this story it true. Karen Cassidy herself told us the story and offered her personal insights. We spoke to Celestine Lunete by telephone and confirmed the details. Karen and Celestine live together in Toulon France. The authors welcome your comments. We will pass on comments, questions and messages to Ka...
I stepped out of the plane door and could feel the dry air of early spring in Phoenix through the airport walkway. I picked up my pace to get to the air-conditioned airport terminal. I was visiting Phoenix to see my old college friend, Maya. We had been teammates on our college's soccer team. After being roommates our freshman year we became best friends....