Chapter 5: Back to School I turned my back on school three months before I was due to leave the place for good at the age of 16 anyway. I worked for cash in hand on a building site for the rest of that glorious summer, although every day I expected some truant officer or cozzer to turn up and haul me off, kicking and screaming back to the classroom. It ne...
Author's Note: On the off chance that anyone from my school reads this, fuck you. * Ashley, Becca, and I were in bed, Becca still snoring softly behind me. Ashley was slowly waking up. I hated being the only one awake. I climbed over Ashley to get out of bed. "No. I'm not in the mood," she mumbled sleepily and as soon as I was out turned over and curled up...
My name is Lois Prince. My husband John and I have lived in this town all our lives. I can tell you about every store and every house, and who lives there. Even though this is the county seat, there aren't more than 2500 people living here. There is a historic old courthouse, built almost a hundred years ago, with the rest of the town laid out in a grid arou...
Lila was a skinny blonde high school senior with undersized breasts. She was an okay student but had very bad test anxiety. She tried her best and studied hard but no matter what she’d just freeze up during exams. She was nervous because she had big weekend plans but was about to get her most recent test back. She tried to think positively and hope she did w...
This is a new style for me. Please be kind. The is the first in a new series. I have been wanting to branch out and try some new characters and genres. This is that. I hope you enjoy. If it is well received, then I will definitely continue it. I like this character and the ideas for the story. This first chapter is tame more about the life and change the any...
Ch. 01 - David learns the truth about his parents. Eighteen-year-old David Cater was in the second-floor bedroom of his family's three-bedroom bungalow home pacing like a bull in a too small stall and worrying over how he was going to explain this. He was a wholly forgettable young man, five foot nine, one hundred fifty-two pounds, brown hair, brown eyes,...
My name is Jamie, but now I go by Janie. I live with my mother Karen and my older sister Susan. My father was a financial wiz and took a small inheritance and turned it into a large trust fund. He was killed in a car accident when I was six. I don't really remember that much about him. I have lived with two women for as long as I can remember. I once asked M...
This is a work of fiction. Any likeness to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. No real locations were used in this story. No One was harmed in the making of it. I don’t condone rape, or anything that brings anyone harm at any time. This is purely Fantasy and probably shouldn’t be read by anyone….ever. All persons depicted in this story are fictional...
[This story involved bodily functions. If reading about those offends you, read no further. These stories may be read separately but do gain from being read in sequence.] ***** Gemma and I decided to go to the Weekend School for the first time when we were on a girls' night out and some of us started to remember our school experiences: the ones you don't f...
Country Life. Hi there! First, an introduction. My name is Peter, Peter Banks, and I live with my family in a village in south Gloucestershire near Bristol in the west country of England. The rural life: in many ways idyllic. A real cross-section of village life with the vicar, the policeman, postman, a pub and all the local characters; and quite a few chi...