I've seen it before, at least every couple of semesters, and I sensed it the first day of class. I don't think she would admit it to herself just yet, but deep inside, it was on her mind too. This was one MILF I was going to fuck before the semester was out. Hard. I started thinking back to how it all began; how my world has changed and how I ended up here...
He sat at the teacher’s desk, his eyes closed as he leaned back in the comfortable office chair. His breath came and went evenly, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. No sound filled the room except for his slow breathing and the sound of metrical sucking. The noise was a metronome in a silent symphony. She had a talented mouth, and once she ha...
A work of fiction. All characters are over 18. I wrote and edited this in one afternoon; a flash story, if you will. It's short. Not a stroker. ***** I was eating lunch at the same table, like I always do, when two characters walked in. I knew them both: The Mole and a new kid I called Rooster. His nickname hadn't caught on yet with the others, but I kne...
When we weren't in the swimming pool during the summer months, we were usually down at the community recreational center. It was pretty nice. Outside it had a lot of trees that we could loll under out of the heat and some assorted picnic tables. There were some swings, a sliding board, the obligatory basketball court, and, surprisingly, a well cared for base...
In 1995 I moved from Amsterdam to the Big Apple. A few months later I met Derek Jeter. We met at a restaurant named Cronies on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Later on I realized that a lot of professional athletes frequented that place, but since I am not from this country, I didn't know them. We started dating a couple of times, nothing special, just coc...
This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * Finally free, my life without the telephone, the television, and the Internet is better. In my new daily celebration of Earth Day, not wasting water and electricity, and driving an economical car, I conserve energy and preserve natural resources whenever I can. Other than recycling, which I do, I don't wea...
A seasonal Clef story Preface: (If you have read "Summer Nights", you can bypass this.) Oswald MacDonald (call me Mac) met and fell for June Jones during a battle of the bands at Naked City nudist colony. His band, Slip Stream, won the contest and a recording contract. Her band, Jonesville, won nothing but got a lot of gigs from the publicity. Their romanc...
I do the initial sweep of my zone with my guys, tell them to sweep another zone before I head back to the station. On my desk in my office as promised is the case file which I open and read, primarily the subjects last known whereabouts. Derek is right, there is no reason for us to be sweeping where we are. Monica Lowe, twenty year old college student who...
God, I hated the draft. I loved coaching baseball – showing young men how to play the game, watching as they grasped the concepts, and seeing the joy on their faces as the incomprehensible becomes known. Watching boys transition to young men, both in terms of baseball and life brought indescribable joy to this lowly coach. Each year, these young men became M...
When Mrs. Kopernick came in to wake me in the morning I was alone in bed. It felt empty without her daughter Mary Jo beside me but I knew it was for the best. I was their house guest under difficult circumstances. I didn't want to have any trouble. I noticed though that a couple of buttons of Mrs. Kopernick's gown were undone and she had a big smile on her...