The other club members encouraged him to continue his tale. He took a swallow from his glass and stretched a little, then leaned forward to continue. "Well, I am glad you are all enjoying my little story. Your enthusiasm has inspired me to keep spinning the tale. Everyone refresh your drinks, take a break and when you return there will be more for you to h...
[Author introduction: I'm making this story largely due to the lack of ignored free use stories to my knowledge any way. I'm hoping this story turns into a very wide, multi branching story focusing on various people and aspects of this world, so you're more than welcome to submit chapters. Hope you all enjoy.] Welcome to the wonderful world of ignored free u...
For Kathy—whose presence has inspired me and added joy to the world Note: This story about a private girls' school features only characters who are 18 or over. Janet Sanders had been teaching for several years when she was recruited by an old colleague to join the faculty of a new experimental private school—they preferred to be called "independent," of...
Tommy had dodged the showers after gym period for most of the school year, but, now at eighteen, in his senior year, Mr. Akins, the gym teacher, had put his foot down. Tommy had to shower after gym, his teachers and other students had complained of his sweaty odor. That was when Mr. Akins discovered why Tommy had been so reticent about being naked in the sh...
Ever since her calamitous last day at school the previous year, Sarah's wardrobe had changed significantly. Throughout the summer she had been preparing for the new term and now she owned contained several elegant and professional trouser suits. She liked the look of them, the feel of them, the protection they offered and the unspoken message they sent to he...
Chapter Three: Brace Yourself Classes had gone predictably poorly for me that Monday. I spent most of my time trying to make sure that my mouth was closed, afraid to open up and reveal to the others that I had been suited with braces over the weekend. In many ways it was an easy feat to accomplish; I didn't have many friends and none to speak of that wou...
Mrs. Lucy Kent was a sitting at her desk, going through the senior English compositions from her class. She knew many teachers found it tiresome, grading, but she found it relaxing. Besides, she was in no hurry to get home. After all, her husband was off on another business trip, and her daughter, Diane, was attending a camp retreat for the weekend. Lucy ha...
A few years ago, while still in high school, I had a teacher who was just starting his career. As a junior, I was one of many students he had in his first year as a teacher. He was young, probably 24, and cute in a nerdy, science teacher way. Several girls found him very attractive, but I never thought of him as more than my teacher. I did well in the class,...
He was probably her best friend. He was there when she needed an ear, a shoulder. A great friend but never more, every time a man would break he heart he would be there to listen and hold her but he never asked that she let him "hold" her. Until one day... They worked together every Saturday night and closed up the store around midnight. They were running...
Grace Chan was in a very happy mood. Her goal to become a successful female rocker was going along nicely. Her best friend and sometimes-playmate Hiromi had gotten them a gig at "The Club" playing some kind of exclusive party. She couldn't wait to break out her new guitar and strut her stuff. Being on stage and having an audience watch their all-girl band,...