Just a quick note to explain some things about this submission. This story is a long one, and I'm currently writing the next few pages. So apologies, but there's no sex in this one! I'm using the first couple of pages to build up a bit of tension between the characters. I promise I'll do my utmost to make it worth the wait though. In addition, any constructi...
He'd only recently moved in after starting his new job in the area. It was a typical subdivision, not quite suburban, but not quite in the boondocks either. The houses did have a sort of cookie-cutter look about them, but at least the paint and architecture weren't completely like the aggressively pastel-colored neighborhood from "Edward Scissorhands." He g...
"I'm gonna take a walk," Vanessa yelled over the music to her friend Sarah. "Don't get lost," Sarah yelled back, taking a sip of her apple cider. Vanessa just forced a laugh and turned away from the bonfire into the darkness. It was the last weekend before finals, and graduation was so close she could taste it. The stress was getting to Vanessa, and a bonf...
That familiar crushing sound of the wave breaking against the sea was all I heard as my body propelled the board directly into the surf. I wanted one last ride before heading back to shore. Hoisting myself belly down onto the orange foam, I felt the rough surface against my skin, the rubber cord fastened to my ankle by the Velcro strap. The ocean was speakin...
Just like that the service was over. Mary rudely pinched Agnes's arm to wake her from her daydream. "Get your head out of the clouds," she bit out, her face like an angry tomato, as they all walked out of the pew. Agnes felt a bit embarrassed as her panties were still soaked. She was afraid that it got onto the pews. It was so hot though people would think...
We met Lorrie and Jay, her husband the first day we moved into our apartment in 1970. I had just finished graduate school and had taken a job in NJ and we knew no one in the area. Marilyn met Lorrie, who lived next door the day we moved in. They spent almost all their mornings and afternoons together watching TV, shopping and taking the kids to the playgroun...
Feedback is always welcome: * * * * * I slid into the leather seat of Dennis' car. I looked at the interior and was flooded with memories of owning one very similar to this when it was a new model and not a classic. I closed the door and looked over at Dennis, I could see why Steph found him cute. He was the typical jock, tall dark and handsome and very mu...
I spent last Christmas Eve trying to have an orgasm in public. I told myself it was a new holiday tradition but I was really trying to forget my loneliness. My parents had split up earlier in the year and had started their own Christmas traditions, my mother with her boyfriend and my father on a company cruise. Being away from my dad hurt the most since I al...
"October 20, 2441" The community tutors say it's a good idea to keep a diary. You get to practice writing, and it improves your ability to reflect on life. That's what they say. So I thought I'd give it a try. Since I don't really know where to start, I'll just follow the guidelines. You know, begin with the odd bit of autobiographical stuff, and then just...
Ch 7 The Dinner of a Lifetime Almost shyly we went hand in hand to the front porch of the Gylers. Jimmy hesitated and then almost too forcefully knocked on the door. After a minute that took forever, Jimmy was going to ring the bell but Sol answered. "Come in, come in. We've been waiting for you." He stepped aside as Jim and I walked into the small house...