Hello, there. My name is Jennifer Adolf. Just your average, everyday, six-foot-tall, lean and fit, blonde-haired and green-eyed Teutonic goddess. I'm a professional athlete living in the city of Boston. My parents really got pissed when I walked away from a scholarship to Northeastern University to become a professional boxer. I'd rather be a boxer than play...
Some may remember sitting in a dark room, watching Rod Serling's "Night Gallery." Each episode began with an unusual painting, about which Mr. Serling would deliver a brief monolog, perhaps something like this: "Consider, if you will, one of the most well-known and oft-copied works of a man named Henry, scholar, man of the cloth, and self-taught painter of...
Chapter 1: A New Prescription... My first story, please give me tips! Author note: The main character's name is pronounced: Shar-me-on. * Charmion groaned and pounded her fist on the steering wheel. She was tired. She hadn't slept in days; her sexual tension was killing her. She wanted to have sex so bad, she was so curious. At 22 she was old to be a vi...
***Author's note: I do not own this story. I am just sad that this story is not continued on editthis.info and I am hoping that CHYOA users will continue this story, since I am not a good writer. You can find the original story here:http://editthis.info/create\\_your\\_own\\_story/Your\\_Best\\_Friend%27s\\_Younger\\_Sister *** It's Saturday night, and you'r...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
This is the final chapter of me Xi High School's Dangerous Darling series. If you made it this far, I appreciate it and hope you enjoyed the series. ...... Outside the hotel, eighteen-year old Chang Zhuo handed money to a seated bearded man dressed in a shirt with tears in it, blue jeans, black shoes. An empty food can sat beside the man. The man was ho...
When Friday drew to a close, I felt sure I had aced my school finals, securing my scholarship to State U. Now there were only a few days of school left and I would be able to spend more nights at Mavis' house. Like any 18 year old, the prime thing on my mind was fucking and she had proven to love fucking. By ten that night I was in my room, awaiting a signa...
The following story is based on characters and events from "First Time Fun on the Farm" and "Retro Moresome." Prologue +++++ Home from another uneventful workday, I flipped through the daily mail until I stopped at a greeting card sized envelope addressed to Ms. Barbara Rogers. "Okay, this looks suspicious." Having been married and residing under my marrie...
A friend asked me to stop for a beer after work. We were on our second, to be my last, when another acquaintance sat down at the bar, on the other side of me. We knew each other only casually, and for lack of anything else to say, he asked, "are you and Pam going to the 15-year high school reunion?" ++++++ The Pam mentioned is 37; my wife of 13 years and m...
The hill was an escape, a portal to an easier world. In fact it wasn't much of a hill at all, more like a rise in the ground and a path that went up among the rocks under the trees. Kaiser, the Rottweiler, watched them from behind the fence and barked at Chano because it was too stupid to see that he was a trusted friend and that no one had put Chano in the...