I'd like to thank my editor Wolf Vixen for her help on this story. I wrote this for all the non-jocks, the people who were never good enough to be in the "In" crowd and all the students who studied there asses off, made it and could finally get the last laugh years later. As they say, "This one is for you." I read the announcement and as I did, I reme...
Paul tossed his keys on the hook by the back door as he came into the house. He had spent all day in fucking workshops that the school district required. The whole day was a waste, and he didn't take away anything from the specialist they brought in to teach them techniques to help identify with their students. Paul knew all of this stuff already, so did mos...
Hi, I'm Mike Henderson, 35 years of age, divorced from a wife who ran off with her boss. People say I am handsome, still turn heads both male and female. I am not rich, but I get by. Being an architect designing ski chalets and skiing club houses and lodges, my work takes me on to the ski slopes world wide. It is on one of these slopes my story starts. Actu...
Finding a job these days is damn tough in Hasting, Nebraska. Johnny Johnson, a big, good-natured kid of twenty-three, was applying for every job listed in the "Hastings Daily." He stopped at the Holiday Inn front desk. "Need the room number of a Mr. Walter Taylor?" he smilingly ask the clerk, an older woman he remembered seeing around town. "That would be...
Jenna Peterson was grinning in eager anticipation as she knocked on the office door of Brian Hanson, the high school's assistant dean of students. Her session with him the previous day had started out with her being worried about being expelled from school, but had ended with her giving him a great blow job. It had been so good for her that she had also gott...
Will sat stoically in first class, sipping scotch out of a plastic cup. The smoky acrid taste hit the back of his mouth. He held the sting of the alcohol in his mouth for as long as he could and then swallowed it. He took long, deep breaths in between drinks, and then turned to his right. Chris was asleep, lying against the window, a white pillow folded aga...
It still amazes me that people would pay money to see me naked! All through high school I was a complete outcast. A short, skinny boy with a high pitched voice will never fit into high school cliques. Now, just a few years later, there is a website on the internet that featured little old me! The website was all Leslie's idea, I have been living with her fo...
(note: part one of the story appeared under the title "Woman in Chains") The Stones of Years III She was everywhere – and nowhere... ... Everywhere he turned – at auditions and rehearsals, at lessons and work details – she was everywhere – and nowhere. He could not get her out of his mind, or her lips, especially the way her lips had found his. Oh God,...
I took the seats out of my mini van and replaced them with a mattress. This was not as comfortable as I imagined it would be. We were constantly bumping into each other and breathing heavy air into each other's faces. One time Jay got pissed. "You got to be fucking kidding me!" he yelled, and then he punched his pillow hard, over and over again. It was terri...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Gordon and Donna King stared at Dr. Berkshire in disbelief. The man had just told them what no paren...