This is a story all about your dick, and its annoying habit of becoming hard at the worst possible moments. Whether it's in a nude art class, a doctor's appointment, a massage, or wherever else, you just know that your throbbing member is going to make an appearance at some point and make everything incredibly awkward - or incredibly hot. The first time this...
FAWC 2: 7:48 P.M., Wednesday (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered on a random determination of four "mystery ingred...
Years ago when I was a struggling college student I did nearly anything to make ends meet. I was a waitress at a local diner and tutored biology students. I still needed more money to get by and one day I was in the student union building and saw a posting on the bulletin board. "Models needed for Art 202. Starting rate, 9.50 per hour. See Prof Stanley for...
As an educator, I am always interested in learning new things when it comes to the latest research on how children learn. It is important that educators have a good grasp of this theoretical knowledge. I recently attended a presentation that was hosted by a neurologist. She had some very interesting points to share with us and one of these points was the ide...
You may have seen the TV programme about how to pay off your mortgage in two years. My husband Alan and I watched it and were inspired to see if we could do it. We had been married for ten years and had bought a small house, partly using some money I had inherited, and although we had kept our mortgage down a reasonable level by today's standards, we still o...
From tenth grade through twelfth grade I had been going out with Terry. Blond, thin, flirtatious, Terry had been my first serious girlfriend. We got along great, and I foolishly but willingly spent every penny that I worked hard for on that girl. We spent a lot of time being goo-goo eyed with each other, and while there had been some heavy petting involved b...
My name is John Doe and I am in my third year in college. Every year my parents go on a vacation for a month and I come back to house sit. That way I can mow the lawn and take care of the pool. I also help my old coach teach soccer. I love the game and it keeps me in shape. My parent’s house is in a dead-end street and the field is at the end of the street....
This is purely dream based. Had it this morning. Potentially a five-part story revolving around a possible sociopath art instructor with a niche for dark arts and an African American student of his whose world slowly opens to his dark one. Mild degradation, non-consent, but eh, ehhhh, he has blue eyes and black hair; he can do whatever he wants. -----------...
Chapter 21 - A perfect job for Ruthie January ended on an ominous note for both Mike and Ruthie. Mike received an e-mail from his sister Colleen telling him that his parents had held a garage sale and sold off about half of their furniture. Even more disconcerting was the news that Mr. Sinclair had given Mike's sister all of his LP's and instructed her to...
Part 3 The First Time It was early in the fall and I had just started back to school to work on a Master's degree. I had been working at a local convenience store but wasn't really making enough to cover rent. I was looking through the help wanted ads in the school newspaper and one of them caught my eye, "Figure Drawing Model". The job was working as a nu...