Jenny couldn't wait; she was so excited that she bounced her knees under her desk. She looked up at the clock, two minutes she thought as she flicked her view back to her teacher. Jenny hadn't paid much attention in this class, the teacher was going on about equations and quadrilaterals but Jenny's mind was intently focused on that minute hand. As the hand r...
Writing this will be very therapeutic for me. These are things I wish I could say to people, but in real life you can't. So I'm going to post this here, in hopes that everyone learns a lesson. Maybe it will reach the far ends of the earth! Maybe the customers where I work will learn a lesson, and I'll never be irritated again! (Okay, I doubt it.) I hope yo...
It was the spring of my freshman year in college when I got my first blissful taste of chocolate. Growing up in tiny Spearman, Texas there wasn't many Black families around; as a matter of fact I don't remember any Blacks in my senior class. When it was time to go to college, I decided to stay close to home and attend college, so I settled on a small colle...
The first thing I need to tell you is that this really happened. I know it's all very unlikely but remember one in a million chances happen nine times out of ten. First let me describe myself. My name is Martin. I'm not exactly what you'd call attractive but then nor am I hideous. My complexion isn't what I'd want it to be but I'm not repugnant as such. Pr...
The first rule of M Club is: You don't talk about M Club. The second rule of M Club is: You don't talk about M Club. Third rule of M Club: No touching anyone but yourself. Fourth rule: No recording devices. Fifth rule: No clothing below the waist. Sixth rule: If this is your first time at M Club, you must masturbate. * * * Lisa sat in her 7th hour Calculu...
Daphne awoke gently to the sound of windchimes. With a generous stretch, she leaned over to silence her alarm. Despite the uneasiness of the night before, she felt well-rested and chipper. She drew the curtains of the bedroom window and was greeted with the soft light of the rising sun. Today will be a good day. This morning at the garden, they would be cr...
The sweat glistened off his face as once again another heavy box was carted from the small, two bed room third floor apartment that he lived in. Every single cussword known to mankind came to mind as Trey wobbled from left to right down the stairs with a box filled with what he had "lovingly" deemed with the rest of the boxes marked in black pen: "God Only K...
(Femslash. Rory/Paris/Ms. Peters. Notes. This story takes place after my story "Detention". As far as I can determine Ms. Peters, the faculty advisor for "The Franklin" never had her first name given. Therefore I have chosen one for her. As always, the characters are not mine. They are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino and belong to the WB and the CW. Th...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. This story is completely fictional. This is chapter 1. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I didn't quite know what to expect when I asked to join the sorority but It sure as hell wasn't this! Let me back up a little. In high school I had been a nerdy girl, long brown hair, retainer, ner...
Author's note: this was written for a young friend. Many thanks to my editor. There's d/s in it but no BDSM, hence it's in 'erotic couplings'. ***** He couldn't help but notice her in the queue for coffee. Something about her ensnared his attention, as attractive women seldom did on first sight. But she wasn't a woman. She was a girl. An incredibly allurin...