("All of my writing is on hiatus until further notice, however, the story is still here and fully available. Any interaction, be it a like or a comment is immensely appreciated! If you have an idea for a chapter, be sure to let me know and I'll see what I can do! That being said, enjoy "Lab Rat"!) "Dear Jason, Congratulations from our com...
O'Hare Academy was not quite like other boarding schools. It was mysterious, hidden, and protective of its students in an unusual way. Uniforms changed yearly to match the age and maturity of each individual. Students took a variety of high level courses, calculus, Ancient philosophy, as early as freshmen year of high school. However, until the students grad...
Being that it was the last class of the day, and Poetry at that, it was a given that the young gentlemen of the Oatlash Academy would be a bit unruly. Therefore, Headmistress Natasha Oatlash thought it best to teach the class herself. After all, many of her teachers were little older than the 18 year-old boys they taught. Though she felt quite youthful herse...
(Authors note: The story is now open to the public. Feel free to write anywhere you like. Long as it doesn’t overwrite an existing branch. Wish another branch, wish another arch, the choice is yours) It’s just any other ordinary day at the office, when the world falls into a simple mans lap. That man is you, Jack Miles. Working at a small two story office co...
My name is Amanda Pyeong. I'm five-foot-nine, slender and graceful. Born in the City of Chonju in Korea. On the first day of February 1989 I came into this world. Twenty years later I would move to the City of Ottawa, Canada's Capital, in search of better opportunities. I enrolled at Carleton University, and focused on studying business administration. There...
On Friday morning Jerry awoke fifteen minutes before the alarm went off. He turned his head to see his live-in girlfriend, Peggy, sleeping peacefully next to him. He lay there and thought about all the changes that had occurred in his life over the last 12 months. For one thing, he had taken the firefighter exam in his town and had finished on the top of th...
[This story is likely to be more meaningful if you first read the opening chapter, as the characters are introduced there, and the events which occurred then do set the scene for this chapter's happenings. Again, please do not proceed further if you find subjects such as bodily functions to be disagreeable.] * Linda was still standing facing the wall in t...
I'd known the Doc for several semesters, and we'd do small talk during my breaks. She was taking the once-a-week life drawing classes at State University and I was often the male model. It was an ongoing recreational art class in the evenings, no credit, just a means for art students to get in more time with a live model. After a 20 or 30-minute pose the m...
I am 30 years old, and still manage to keep in pretty good shape by swimming, running and weight training. I can still do justice to a pair of Speedos. Finally, my work schedule has allowed me to get into a routine for working out, and at the gym, I end up running into the same people at certain times. On Wednesday mornings, I get in to the gym early, and s...
I woke up with the wonderful realization that Brianna and I were still spooned together. We were curled up together in our bed, having had sex for the first time yesterday. It was strange thinking about it as our bed, since it had been hers for about twenty years before I washed up on this island. In my musings, I also let myself hope that last night had bee...