My name is Jeffrey Jackson Stewart. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the great state of Maine. I have some news for you. Are you ready? The world is mine. End of story. Why? Well, maybe you should ask yourself why not. All my life, I knew that I was destined for greatness. I know. Every brat in foster care tells himself or herself that. It...
As the bell rang my Herbology class strolled in. "Okay people, please sit separately, you have a test today. And I've been told that you have to stay for the whole lesson. No one is to leave early." Collective groans from the class. "Yes, I know how you have been enjoying your early marks but Headmaster Lewis has specifically told me you need to stay for the...
Yeah, so maybe I'm not the most reliable person to tell this story. There was a time that I was. I used to be a good girl. I had perfect attendance from kindergarten through seventh grade, when I had to take a day off to go to an orthodontist. I was nice and polite and reliable and bookish and quiet, a real hit with parents: I was the one my folks would tro...
Kathleen sat at her desk staring out the window and thinking about the last two weeks. First, there had been what had happened on the night she and her husband Rick had celebrated her birthday and their anniversary. She couldn't believe how she had acted and the thoughts she'd had that night. She had been stared at and lusted after by a whole room full of me...
I learned a Great deal in High School My Junior year was one that was a tremendous growth year, it started in World History class. I was in a lecture type of class that had approx. 150 students per class. And so it was easy to sit close to the back and not think about anything, except the body of the teachers assistant. I will call her Sheila for lack of...
My name is Jay and though I may not be the biggest stud there ever was, I still manage to get myself into enough interesting situations that it keeps me pretty happy with my sex life. I seem to have an unusual sense of timing when it comes to sex and trouble. Now I'll be truthful, I'm not movie star good looking but I'm not homely either, I manage to get my...
Dayen wasn't sure why he had been chosen as the high shaman for the clan on the day of the winter solstice. He was the youngest shaman in the clan, but old Wored had been too tired to perform the rite and had pointed silently to Dayen as his replacement. It was even more worrying that the signs hadn't been good. And now this. He dressed carefully on the mor...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
Editor's note: The names have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. "Steve's" grammar is atrocious. I've done my best to clean it up, but only as far as he let me because he said I was, "fucking up his story." Whatever...a job is a job. ***** Hey bro. I'm assuming a bro's reading this. If not, hey babe. How YOU doin'? Name's Steve. I live...
As you know from my previous story I had my first sexual experience with Joel when I was 18 and in high school. We became engaged in high school which in retrospect probably wasn't the right thing to do. I know it did not please our parents as all we heard was that we were too young to get married. But who can true love, or so I thought at the time. The eng...