I tried not to think about Drew as I got undressed. It was one of those rare humid summer days, and my tank top clung to my breasts as I lifted it gently off and flung it to the ground. It landed on an empty Ben and Jerry's carton. Gasping from the heat and exasperation, I scurried around my room attempting to clear away the evidence of three weeks' heartbre...
Beca had no idea why she was showering in a boys' high school locker room. Well, she knew that the Nationals were being held in Otisburg, where the Annual Clothesline Traditionalist Convention had booked all the hotels solid, so the Elders of A Capella had put them up with sleeping bags in the gymnasium of the local high school. Of course, no one had wanted...
Harold was working on his second serving of fat-free yogurt, trying to come down from all the excitement. He scanned the spacious rec room, having to chuckle at the sight of so many bare-assed men casually chatting with confident, fully-clothed, exercise-minded women. Aubrey wandered over to check in on her friend and new assistant. "Nice display you pu...
All characters involved in sexual acts are 18 or older. PW Chapter 1 Passing through Puberty I guess they meant well - my parents, that is. I refer to their naming me Aubrey Morgenthall. The Morgenthall was their surname, so that would have counted anyway you look at it, but Aubrey ... well, it was all right until I reached seven. I mean, kids under sev...
All those involved in sexual acts are 18 or older Chapter 12 My First Party It was Paul Sosnowski, a senior, who invited me to my first party at which beer and marijuana were available. He did this because it meant I would bring Heather along, not as my date, but presumably as his. I made no mention of this to Heather, telling her only that we were invited...
"Barbra Streisand that hurts!" I said, rubbing the elbow I had just banged into the aluminum window frame. That was one of my trifecta of weaknesses; toe stubbing, papercuts and funnybone abuse. All I could do was to rub the prickling sensation skittering through my arm and grimace. The scene kept rolling past the window, an endless parade of decayed subdi...
[In the first installment, Brody hooked up with Stacy, a girl who lived in the same dorm building as him. He still did not know the identity of the girl in the white jeans he had seen earlier that day.] Another week went by before I caught a glimpse of the girl in the white jeans again. I made a habit of walking the same way at roughly the same time as th...
Aubrey, Meg, Jade, and Emma swarmed busily around the house preparing for our most ambitious initiation ceremony to date. These are the female members of our small, elite group--an exclusive club I built painstakingly over the past three years to secretly explore depraved kinks. Even the house itself was built entirely for the purpose of catering to our sexu...
After a two hour nap, Astrid woke up. She felt a hard, yet soft body against her and realized where she was and that she did not have a dream; it was indeed reality. At that realization, guilt hit her like a mac truck crushing a bottle in the road. She felt like she had betrayed a sacred vow she had made to her husband. She lifted Caelan's arm off of her ver...
Here is a short epilogue which serves to tie up the story of Danny, Jackie, and Delaney, and perhaps give the reader hope for what happens from here on out. My editor for For Want of a Snow Blower, pt. 3, hated the abrupt way the story ended so I wrote this for her, and everybody else, who cares about these characters. Fair warning, there's little or no sex...