The program begins with a disclaimer that reads: The following program explores diverse sexual lifestyles. It documents the lengths to which people will go to express themselves ... and to connect with others. Over different shots of BDSM, Michelle, a young girl with black hair and a pierced bottom lip, explains that once she started questioning her sexuali...
I am writing this for woman, in the hopes that it will foster a greater understanding of us, the other sex of the species that crude and dimwitted biped you know as man. I know that women, all women, secretly believe that all men are somehow brain-damaged, just as all men secretly believe that women are at the heart of things like alcoholism and mental illn...
A man is walking peacefully through a forest. (or woman) (or an older teen (16, 17)) You are out in a strange, alien forest alone, and have only the shoes and clothes on your back to protect you from the wilderness. At this point, the climate didn't seem too hostile anyways... You aren't exactly sure why you were in the forest again, but you knew for certain...
In the middle of a wooden area, off a barely used dirt road, was an old truck that was already long past its prime or resale value for that matter. In the bed of the truck sat two 18-year-old twin brothers that were currently looking up at the starry night sky over them. They both had black hair, but one had a birthmark on the back of his head that cause so...
On a warm day in July, Dorothy Estevez strolled through the Benthamsthwaite College Faculty club, smiling and waving to those she met. Approaching a featureless paneled wall in the common room, she touched a knot and stepped back as a concealed elevator door opened. She rode it down two stories to the basement, exited and walked to where Teddy, the college's...
Thanks to Ruzie D for the edit. They were gone. My blemishes. . . gone. The acne, the warts, blackheads, razor scars, skin pits, heck! Even the birthmark, gone, as if they never existed. My face was smooth and unblemished as a baby's ass. I looked at the rest of my body. Every lump, every trace of zits, warts, gone, all over. So was my body hair. Underarms,...
The dream shifted around like oil on top of water. Jacob felt the swirling, nauseating him as he spun in it. He didn't grasp what was going on. Even as he cried out in frustrating terror, there wasn't anything he could do. Nothing worked for him. Falling asleep had become an utter nightmare for him. From watching as the alien snake took Shana, to be terrif...
La ville de Fort-Sépia était un endroit sans histoire. Les jours et les nuits qui s'y écoulaient se déroulaient généralement sans imprévus, et le soir ou commence cette histoire ne semblait pas faire exception à la règle. Au milieu des maisons plongées dans l'obscurité, une seule se démarquait. Ses fenêtres allumées et les silhouettes qui bougeaient, sans pa...
Nina looked down as she walked, keeping a quick pace as she did so. She didn't want to look anyone in the eye and she wanted to get home ASAP. Get away from any prying eyes who might see her horrible attempt at being more fashionable. Nina was not exactly what one would call "sexy" by any stretch of the word. She had long dark hair that was a tangled mess o...
'...' Dreams. Visions. Floating between snatched glances of things happening around him. Milo hadn't felt like this since he'd done crack twenty years ago. And even then, he wasn't sure he'd used his penis that much while he was out of it. Speaking of penises, hadn't his been doing... Something...? More snatched visions. Girls. Glowing eyes. Flashing...