What can I say to you all that have been waiting for so long??? Is there any type of condolence I can give to make it right? That's highly doubtful. I feel like crap, and I'm actually quite angry. I'm angry at myself, I'm angry at my computer...and by God, I'm angry with Ryan Lewis. I'm angry with myself for downloading a bad version of Firefox, which cau...
"...therefore this court finds that Constitutional protection of freedom of speech extends to clothing, or the lack thereof," Justice Baxandall said, reading the majority opinion of the Supreme Court. "The rights guaranteed to all United States citizens in the First Amendment include the right to be nude." And with a bang of the gavel, the United States of...
Second Chapter: It would help if you read the first Chapter first, although you don't have to. Please vote, it makes me feel better. Feel free to let me know what you think. Enjoy ------------------------------------------- With his ear to the door, sweat running down his face and his heart in his throat, he could clearly hear her now. He didn't know if he...
I'm soaking wet from the moment we start negotiating on the phone the night before. I'm out of town on business and I masturbate in my hotel room to take the edge off. It doesn't help. I get home the next day and shower briefly, rushing to put on something slutty that's nice enough to be attractive but not precious enough for me to mind it being torn off. I...
Author's Note: To save you time, I'll say right away that this is a short(ish) story for straight males with a thing for alt girls, narrated in first person perspective. There's a long preamble, so if you just want to get to the sex right away, skip this part and go to Part 2. Enjoy. P.S. Bonus points if you can figure out which Suicide Girl I had in my hea...
About a week after the incredible night at Lindsey's, I got a call from Antony. He had another small job for me to do, but I was pretty sure he just wanted to get me over there so he could ask me what happened that night. I pulled into his driveway on a crisp, sunny morning, and he greeted me on the steps. "You've shown great patience Antony," I said with...
"No, no, a thousand times, NO!" "Oh come on, you're the quietest of us, you're a natural at this!" Lisa said. "This is bad. I mean, even for you, it's just spectacularly BAD," Sara groused. "And I wasn't even there as part of the bet, so why do I have to do it?" It was mid-spring, and the choir from Franklin High had gathered for a weekend retreat at a...
There were two kids sitting on his rock. Two kids with fishing poles had claimed his territory. That was bad. Fishing was illegal on the pond, so was swimming. Sunbathing would have been okay, with a bathing suit on, but most of the sunbathers slipped over into the illegal category. The fishers and the skinny dippers tolerated each other, but they kept their...
It was a characteristically temperamental Midwestern spring day, gray skies, wind, rain and all. My friend Mari and I were taking shelter at the coffeehouse at the end of vomit row since it was closest to the English building and our Renaissance literature class had just finished. This had become a weekly ritual, sitting and chatting over delicious hot bever...
Gaaaaaaah, come on! Ruby shouted as she adjusted her boobs around her beige strapless bustier. Her boobs looked good as she checked herself out in the mirror. Her cleavage would make any guy stop to look twice; she has C cup boobs which looked plum and soft pressed up against each other in the bustier. Nope. Uh uh. This is too revealing! she thought as she...