Preface: This is based on an encounter that actually happened to me a couple of years ago. All of the major events and actions happened, and very little has been added to embellish what happened. The details have been changed greatly to maintain the privacy of those concerned. I have spoken to the other person in this story, and have been given consent to pu...
"Who the hell is that," was my first thought when getting a glimpse of one of the cutest and at the same time sexiest girls, I've ever laid my greedy eyes on, while she vanished into the bathroom? I only saw her for some seconds in very dim light but the image of her appearance, a rare breed after all, burned itself deep into my brain. What was going on he...
I hope everyone is enjoying these characters. This chapter continues the drama between Ben and Nadia. Enjoy! * "Shit shit shit! Where the hell is that shoe!" Nadia exclaimed to herself while rapidly digging through her closet. Sometimes having a thousand pairs of shoes in a very small closet drove her crazy. There was only one pair of silver strappy heels...
Gruesome's, on a Friday night. It's one hell of a place to be, if you like hard rock, hard drugs and easy sex. I could care less about the music, didn't touch drugs, but oh, everyone had been telling me it was more than time I do something about my virginity. Like lose it, you know? But I was scared. I loved daddy, and I didn't want to upset him. I'd secre...
All characters are purely fictional and of legal age (over 18). * I met Deidre during my first year in college. We were neighbors on the 1st floor of Elliot Dorm. She was an art student, and I was a business major. It didn't take us long to realize that we weren't like the others at this school. As it was located in the Southern part of the country, our co...
Hi, I'm Andy, and I'm just a regular guy who has been blessed with strong powers of persuasion. I've got a quality, I guess. I apparently know what women want to hear, and, more importantly, I can say it with conviction. Women will respond to flattery even if they know it's bull, but they prefer passionate declarations. You don't have to tell them you love t...
Chapter 11: Annie E. There were now two distinct parts of my life. Annie, the guilt-ridden wife and mother who had acted like a slut for her husband's pleasure and, Annie the college student who was free to enjoy the life of a free and single woman. I understand now that because of my upbringing, my husband and children, I felt that I should have a certain...
Christine had been my best friend for years. She was one of the first people to really talk to me after my mother died while I was in first grade. Now, I was in College and she was at home helping support her mother. Her mother was an alcoholic who would bring home a different boyfriend every couple of weeks. When we were in school together Christine would...
I twirled my long, caramel coloured hair in my fingers as I gazed at Mr Jones, my A-level maths teacher. For the last month of his lessons I had had done nothing but fantasize about him. My innocent crush of the last few years had turned into a strong desire to be with this man. I wanted to feel his arms around me, to feel his lips crushing against mine, and...
I looked around my apartment. "What do I do now?" I asked Tyler. "I've just graduated from college, and I have a low-level job that keeps me occupied from 7 to 3:30 on weekdays. I don't want to spend all my afternoons here, watching TV or going online." He paused for thought. "My grandmother lives half a block from you. You could visit her. I'm warning you,...