All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. * Eighteen-year-old Allison Katz closed her eyes and blew the last run of Artie Shaw's Etude No. 3. The hard tip of the clarinet curved warmly in her mouth. She sucked off a drop of saliva and pulled the instrument away from her lips. Ah! It was her senior year in high school. Only music had brough...
Jessica, a virgin, readies herself to have first time sexual intercourse with her longtime boyfriend, Michael. Jessica and Michael met during their junior year in college. He was so handsome with his chestnut brown hair, big, brown eyes, and beautiful smile. With him being a writer, he was so full of life, creativity, and big ideas. He was going to write th...
My heartbeat quickened in my chest as, for the second time during my stroll, I heard a crack of a twig in the woods behind me. I craned my neck, trying to see if someone was there. With a start I realized that something was watching and approaching. I took a step back, nearly tripping over a decaying log, then laughed at myself. A raccoon chattered, waddli...
There is a bandstand on Bridgeton Cross in Glasgow - domed, Victorian cast -iron with coloured enamel panels resembling an umbrella. The Salvation army choir would sing there on Sundays and occasional pipe bands during national events. This was a main tramcar hub till about the mid sixties - the junction of 3 main roads becoming a main artery into the city.K...
Chance is an amazing thing. I don't think of myself as lucky, but coincidences and good fortune have followed me, even if I sometimes don't realize it at the time. Take my wife, Kaila. I know that's usually followed by a "please", but hear me out. Honey blonde, blue eyes, talented, intelligent, and tall. She has exceptional legs, and tits that just...
My good friend StangStar06 recently published a romance (8 Mile) about a homeless woman with red hair, just like there is in this one. The stories themselves are different and I actually wrote this story months ago but only recently finished editing it. I just didn't want anyone to think I had stolen any ideas. ROCHELLE It was a chilly night but not col...
There are moments that stick in my mind, unusual glimpses seem the most glaring. The sun light was piercing through the angles of the architecture from a certain angle. There were walls, roofs, awnings, and a little ray of bright sun pierced through it amid the dark fall day. The light was bright yellow. My eyes were so overwhelmed that it splintered and lef...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry Thanks to the Hip & Knee doctor for editing assistance. 1793 strawberry = a rare variety of a large cent. Condition Census = a roster of the finest known examples of a specific variety of coin. Penny Whimsy = reference book written by Dr. William H. Sheldon * I was sitting still, as if I was paralyzed, as my wife o...
Give Me Ears To Hear You With Chapter 1: Shae's Story I like to think that I had a nice childhood. At the very least I grew up in a nice, rich neighborhood, as my mother likes to remind me. She says how I should be proud that we have a big house and don't live in the slums. Proud that I'm not on the street. I'm happy for her that she likes our lifestyle, bu...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Middle class baby boomer couple uses Nude Day to make their protest * Jerry and Joan sat in their car waiting for the bank to open. Counting heads, they watched as some of the bank employees arrived for work, while others were already there in place. The minutes that slowly ticked by were excruciating. With e...