This story is the second in a series. It is probably necessary to read my story "Kelli" first for this story to make any sense. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as do the characters in t...
Priyanka Dorjee awoke from the sleep of the dead feeling completely refreshed. Her masturbation session last night had cleared her mind and left her feeling sated. She bounded out of bed and prepared for her run. Amy, on the other hand, was cranky and sore and protested fiercely. "Come on Amy, today is the hardest day. Just give it three days—just three!—a...
If you are under 18, please stop reading and delete this document immediately. This story is pure fantasy. It does not relate to any real events, either past, present or future, and only suitable for persons over the age of 18, mature enough to understand and distinguish the difference between fantasy fiction and real-life. All character in the story are ove...
Author's Note: All the characters are fictitious and there is no resemblance to any real event. The story is set in the years between 2001 to 2004, Fifteen years ago from the present India when India was heading towards technological advancement particularly in the field of IT sector. The usage of computer was just stepping in although TV was common to all...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This has an alternate ending to 'Flowers in the Heart.' It read the same as the original posting, until page 4. After posting the story, I realized that Scott was just a little too quick to accept his girlfriend's differences, especially...
This story came from a reader who has become friend. A friend I will never meet. It has very little sex. Thank you, Blackrandl1958. As usual, you make everything you touch, better. My wife was wrong .....Too bad I married someone else to prove her right My name is Randy Harper, and I own two truck-driving schools. The first one I opened is In Montgomery,...
It has been a couple of weeks since my last encounter, school is going well as is work. After school this afternoon I decide to grab myself a coffee and sit down to read through my homework assignment. After just a few minutes a handsome young man asks if he can sit at the table in the chair across from me, I have no problem and tell him to be my guest. Aft...
Daphne awoke gently to the sound of windchimes. With a generous stretch, she leaned over to silence her alarm. Despite the uneasiness of the night before, she felt well-rested and chipper. She drew the curtains of the bedroom window and was greeted with the soft light of the rising sun. Today will be a good day. This morning at the garden, they would be cr...
The sweat glistened off his face as once again another heavy box was carted from the small, two bed room third floor apartment that he lived in. Every single cussword known to mankind came to mind as Trey wobbled from left to right down the stairs with a box filled with what he had "lovingly" deemed with the rest of the boxes marked in black pen: "God Only K...
(Femslash. Rory/Paris/Ms. Peters. Notes. This story takes place after my story "Detention". As far as I can determine Ms. Peters, the faculty advisor for "The Franklin" never had her first name given. Therefore I have chosen one for her. As always, the characters are not mine. They are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino and belong to the WB and the CW. Th...