My name is June. I'm a fat girl and proud of it. I bet you don't hear that every day. That's alright. I'm not an everyday, ordinary person either. I stand six feet tall and I weigh two hundred and fifty pounds. I'm a sports fanatic. Just about every sport. Soccer. Basketball. Softball. Wrestling. Volleyball. Tennis. I've tried them all and I excel at just ab...
There is something for everyone when it comes to sex. Call it a fetish, a penchant or a special interest. I don't care. We've all got one. My name is Kane Rock and I can honestly say that I've explored them all. My favorite one is my fetish for older women. Ever since I was twenty, I have been doing some sexual exploration. Who am I? Just a good-looking Blac...
Writing has traditionally been considered a solitary craft. You wrote you article or book in seclusion. You submitted it to an editor or publisher and prayed it would be published. Along comes the Internet and the monsters out of the cage. You now have the ability to self publish your work. You can throw up a Blog, hook up to an RSS feed and syndicate your...
Well, for the remainder of that day and into the next I was nervous to say the least. My daughter and the rest of the club were true to their words, and what had happened at our dance with the devils remained our secret. I could only hope that the football players would also keep quiet, but so far it seems they have too. When the following week's practice...
Author's note: Thanks for all you kind words. I was surprised by how many of you were interested in this story. Here is the second chapter. I hope it doesn't disappoint. :) JD. ********** The car ride was painfully quiet as we made our way toward my high school. My father was driving and to say he wasn't happy with me was a vast understatement. Mom was sit...
Dawn to some people represents rebirth, or a new start, others it's a way to describe a fresh new morning. To me it's the worst part of the day. This morning I awoke at my parents place on the sofa; I was visiting them for the weekend. The housing bust of 2008 had left them destitute, so much so that I couldn't live them, I had to board with Dawn Morgan. T...
This is module one, chapter eight. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. Module one, our main character is a senior in high school. He learn...
in An alley off of a street that seems to appear and disappear in the oldest most decrepit part of the city, there is a little shop front. An old overhead sign hanging from the storefront that says in fancy script The Library. You enter into the place through the old wooden entrance. You see pile after pile of books and bookcases with no real organization an...
Sometimes, I simply don't know what to do anymore. I crave thrills. Sometimes, it endangers my life but I can't help it. Honestly, I am beginning to think I might have an addiction. When I think of addictions, I usually think of drugs, or maybe alcohol. However, in my condition the term still applies. How else could I explain some of the things I find myself...
I always excelled in school, I watched others struggle just to make it to graduation but for me it was never difficult. In high school I was involved in a lot of extra circular activities such as student government, national honor society, and soccer. I graduated with a 4.0 GPA and got into a great private university, choosing to double major in Finance and...