Word travels fast on the college scene. Me, and two of my three BFFs - Isabelle and Ellie, all are now starting our Freshman year at USA in Mobile. Our third BFF, Reagan, has gone the opposite direction and is at Florida State in Tallahassee. Sophie, my live-in slave-girl, is starting her Freshman year at Bishop State College in Mobile. Before she met me, he...
*All characters are above 18 unless otherwise noted.* ********* I stood in front of the mirror, surveying my outfit for the night. Butterflies ran rampant in my stomach. I never did this sort of thing. My husband was away on a 2-day business trip. I didn't get out of the house too much without him, but my best friend Josephine had convinced me to try...
"So . . . how was it?" Jeannette was smirking as she asked, and I was pretty sure she already had a good idea. "To be honest, it was pretty fucking spectacular," I said, figuring in this instance the most honest answer was also the best. She laughed, her bell of dark blonde hair moving. "Yeah, I kinda figured you two would be amazing together. Rachel clued...
The smells of plaster and dust filled Jeneda's nostrils, while cool, wet clay covered her hands as she studiously worked. Perched on a tall ladder in her studio, she used a hook tool to cut the clay and contour. Once that was done, she reached in her artist's smock and retrieved a brush, which would be used to smooth the surface of the clay to perfection. Lo...
The back of Emma's neck prickled, she was being observed once again. She knew who it was before she even turned around. Sure enough, her shift manager, Liam, was staring at her. It wasn't a leering gaze however, not one that frightened her or grossed her out. Was it curiosity? She never could quite put her finger on it. Normally, she just smiled and continue...
Madeline held her thumb on her phone. It unlocked and opened to her home screen. The voicemail icon indicated she had a message waiting. She had heard the phone ringing earlier, distantly. She missed the call because at that moment she had just finished getting her brains fucked out by Eric, Shelly's tall, bald, and muscular hookup. Madeline had ignored the...
Haley Alverado moved in next door when I was four and she was three. She spoke funny and I liked how it sounded. Her hair was as black as my room without the nightlight, and her brown eyes were as warm as Mom's hugs. I was captivated, but she was so weird. She would mostly say words that I knew, but once in a while there was something thrown in that didn't r...
I was running out of time, Christmas was fast approaching and I didn't yet have a present for Jenny, my girlfriend of almost 2 years. I wanted something that was perfect, something that made a statement but something that was most definitely not a diamond ring. It's not that I'd never thought of proposing to Jenny, we were at that age where our friends were...
Disclaimer: Welcome to chapter 7 of The Square Peg. This story contains a relationship between a mtf and a ftm. Things don't always go perfectly. If you haven't read the previous chapters, much of this won't make sense. Vonnie goes by the name Kevin at school and at home, and by Veronica at work. Drew goes by Andrea at school, and his dad sometimes calls him...
By our final year of college, the Friday night dinner has become a tradition for us. It started late in year one, when some of the more culinarily challenged members of our group, like Nadia and Dani, complained that they haven't had a good home-cooked meal in ages. Nate, my ever-so-useful roommate, volunteered me to cook for them because I apparently impres...