This is a continuation of a previous story. One of the main characters is Brett Lawson, an 18-year old, almost painfully quiet, high school senior, brown hair, brown eyes, 5" 11" with a very fit, muscular body from wrestling. The other is Diane Graham, also eighteen, with dark red hair, blue eyes, very fair skin, and a fabulous body; a popular, outgoing chee...
Chapter 3 If you love what you do...you'll never work a day in your life... The next morning Simon woke up and started to get ready for his first day at work. He had no idea what was in store for him. All he knew was that he was going to look his best and approach everything with an open mind. He went into his closet trying to decide what he should wear...
Jason had grabbed a snack in the kitchen and took an hour nap. He tried to study a little, got in two hours of reading, and then another hour nap. By the time he awoke it was time to get ready for the date with Claire. He had been looking forward to this second date for a long time, ever since the baseball game. As he showered, Claire was on his mind at the...
Author's note When I originally came up with the idea for this story it was going to be a one-off and this was the only chapter. Then I decided to write an introduction to it which turned into a two-parter. Now I'm thinking of expanding it into a series. If you have any suggestions or requests or negative/positive feedback for me please feel free to e-mail...
I want to give Ortay a thank you for helping me edit this story. My name is Jack. I turned 18 a few months ago and just graduated from High School last week. I start College this fall and will be attending the same school as my best friend Dave. He is 19 years old and a year ahead. We both work in the summer for my dad who owns a landscaping company....
Karen was not happy in her job. She wasn't all that happy at home either. She had loved her husband Ken but regretted the promise she'd made to him when they married about having his children. She had no maternal feelings and wanted to continue in her career, even if, perhaps with a different employer. She worked for a bank and was still regarded by many o...
I stared at myself in the mirror, but it was not me looking back. The person looking back at me looked like a woman. She was pretty too and quite sexy. For a moment I was lost in her eyes. "Can this possibly be me?" I asked out loud. "Oh, that's the real you honey. What do you call yourself? Your girl name?" asked Suzy, the proprietor of the Miss Suzy's ma...
She felt Larry before she saw him, his big warm hands sliding over her arms to massage her shoulders through her white silk blouse. Vicky gasped and spun her office chair around to face him. She was getting a little tired of this! Larry smiled innocently, pulling his hands away and stepping back. The office junior was just out of college and looked every bit...
It's taken all my nerve to make this appointment with the photographer. He specializes in what his internet ad called 'boudoir photos'. I have read enough women's love novels to know a boudoir is just a sexy word for bedroom. Plus, the picture in the advert showed a classy, attractive lady laying back on a bed wearing a beautiful, silk negligee. Let me tel...
I leaned over and held my knees as I panted out some short breaths. Sweat was dripping from my brows, and I had to wipe them, because that last game was a killer. Man was I tired. That guy I had gone up against was good, and he had just kicked my ass over that set of five. I was supposed to be the king of squash, but this little skinny guy just came in and b...