Chapter 2 - Home Sick I awoke the next morning with the sound of the front door closing as my mother went to work. All total I had slept for more than fourteen hours, and felt wired. I went out into the kitchen to get some food, feeling ravenous, and saw the note my mother left telling me that he had called the school and let them know I wouldn't be in. Fa...
By the end of my first year at college, I was terribly homesick and dying for a relief from all of the stress. As an English major in the honors program, my workload was tough enough, but on top of that, my girlfriend of 2 years dumped me a few weeks after move in day. We dated in high school and decided to attend the same university to stay-together. What a...
...Then there was the no-Ziyal universe in which Dukat remained in charge of the Cardassian branch of the Dominion forces, Damar alone became disenchanted with the Dominion, Garak and Kira plotted with him in Mila's basement, and the three conspirators planned to sneak into Dominion Headquarters during Weyoun's and the Founder's absence to extract strategic...
An hour-long left in a commute is, under most circumstances, something to celebrate. An hour dwindles like few other measurements of time. It's robust enough to offer plenty of reflection and opportunity but can also vanish without warning. I jostle, or to put it more accurately, am jostled by the movement of the train car I'm in. A train, I thought, is not...
The room was hot. A wet heat that seemed to soak into Carolyn's bones and made her lethargic. She lolled in the bed as the fuzz of her last orgasm blurred her vision. Carolyn brought her hand to her mouth and tasted herself. She was sweet and sticky. She traced a trail of saliva across her lower lip and down her throat. Carolyn felt the bed shake. She turned...
Another true story of cops, sluts, and smutpunk disguised as fiction to protect the innocent (and not simply innocent) *** The cop pushed me into the backseat of the little squad car. It was a Korean brand, a Tico or some other thing that could barely roll over a large piece of gum on the pavement. "When I get back there, there should be ₱50 sitting on the...
True to his word, Jared didn't touch me, at least not with his hands. His eyes raked over my face and body so much it still felt like he broke his promise. Still, I couldn't place his face because he reminded me so much of Paul. It had been a long time since anyone looked at me the way he did. I felt completely naked even while covered from head to toe becau...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Note: This character is a college student. Also, no vivid sexual scenes will be described in this story. Part I: I blinked confusedly as I really began to wake up. What in the world was that dream coming from? I rolled over on my side, tucking my blanket tighter around my back and shoulder in the process. Inwardly my mind was spinning. It was a good drea...
"Alright, out with it. You don't seriously expect me to believe you flew halfway across the world just to deliver me fresh-baked cupcakes." Power Girl said it as she dabbed her lips with a napkin. "How'd you know!?" Supergirl demanded, flabbergasted. "Because no one does that. Except maybe Ms. Martian. She actually brought me some pretty gooey cookies last...