After we finished what passed for a breakfast, we left the dining hall and the gang spread out to head for our various classes. I had second semester freshman calculus at 0900 on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and none of the rest of the gang were STEM majors, so they all went a different direction than I did. Larry, the Phi Sig chapter president kept walk...
I The girls started filing in to Ms. Thorndike's classroom at 9:00 a.m. By 9:15 all of the seats were filled and a few of the girls started scouting for any empty chairs they could squeeze in. They were asked to arrange themselves in a semi-circle around two empty high-backed stools. They weren't exactly sure what they were there for. But the title of the...
Chapter Two The next few days were not what I expected. Renee seemed to be back to her distant self and was withdrawn from me. When I finally got her to talk, she told me that she felt dirty and ashamed by her actions the other night. I assured her she had nothing to feel dirty or ashamed about, that’s what the class is for. She said she could not he...
Author's Note: This is the first story I have ever written, and I originally submitted it on another site. I wrote it when I was supposed to be studying for my exams. So.. yeah, I was half crazy on 5 cups of coffee when I wrote it. Anyways, let me know what you think about it. ***** Tap... Tap... Tap... The droplets materialize out of the faucet splattin...
Leaving Morrison's classroom Monica Gift was timid about her situation. She knew the detention given to her for her outbursts meant explaining at some point. For now though Monica would just continue on in her daily routine. Followed out by her fellow students including her momentary Master Ryan Quinones she escaped down the hall out of hearing reach of an...
The following story is true, or almost completely true. Names and specific locations have been omitted to protect the guilty. It contains scenes of non consensual exhibitionism, bondage, kidnapping and erotic themes but no sex. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. This work is copyright by the au...
It was my first day of college. I wandered into my first class which was chemistry 101. We waited for the instructor for twenty minutes or so. Just as I thought I might have the wrong class, the instructor burst through the door. Without a word of apology he started the lecture. He turned out to be a lot more boring than I thought he would be. Finally the ho...
We met in the usual way, Beth being my son's 2nd grade teacher, me being the, "Thing," in his class assignment, "Show & Tell – My Favorite Thing." He wanted me to tell the class a story, something I'd been doing for him every night when he went to bed. After I'd finished with the story, I knew the class was impressed, also knowing that she must have been al...
Kenneth Clark, better known as Kenny to all of his friends, was relaxing inside his room late one Friday night. The brown-eyed teen had just finished high school just a week prior and was just starting to enjoy his final summer as a high schooler before heading off to college. The eighteen-year-old had just finished yet another mission in his new video game...
--- Violet The first 'Keane' I met was Wesley. He was in my social science class. I watched him for a few days, like I watched everybody. The way he simply sat next to someone, introduced himself, and struck up quick and smooth conversation, was fascinating. Whatever the topic was, he kept it flowing. If talking was an art form, he'd nailed it. It was i...