(I would like to thank all the people who have taken the time to read my stories and comment on them. This is part three in a series with hopefully many more to come. I would also like to thank Teloz for helping me with the editing of all of my work. I hope you enjoy!) Amelia made her way into the recruiting station. The old building had seen better days,...
"Although the scene and characters in this story are still in high school they are all 18 years or older." They arrived back at Kurt's house around 9 P.M. They were originally going to see Star Wars but when they saw the line decided to go bowling instead. That was a lot of fun as none of them bowled very much. Rob and Kurt did pretty well, as natural at...
I want to thank Wayne & Whordinarygirl for helping edit this piece. I hope that you enjoy reading it. As usual, please feel free to comment and vote on the story or write to me via email using the contact on my profile. *-*-* Walking out into the parking lot, I wiped the sweat off my face as I headed to the car. Though it was spring time, the temperatu...
This is a one-off story based on my other long stories "The Mission" and "H is for Heuristic". If you would like to see where these characters came from you should look there. ---------------------------------------------- "Ready?" Anya said. "Yep." he said. "Ready?" she said, turned now to look at Tammy. "AFFIRMATIVE." Tammy said, switched to a sexy mo...
"You know what I want...?" she said. I had lost track of how long we had been laying there, on the bed, kissing. She kissed well, taking the probing of my tongue - sometimes gentle, sometimes urgent and forceful - and returning my strokes with her own. Now and then she bit my tongue as it danced between her teeth and I loved it, how she swirled her tongue a...
I sat there, motionless, then started to cry. I hugged my knees, thinking, oh, Sasha, Sasha, what should I do? I couldn't visualize at all how to resolve my dilemma. How could I explain it to Dylan? That he just doesn't know how to fuck me senseless? No, that's not right. There's more than that. But how do I describe it? Oh, Christ, how can I make a decision...
Kelly and Lindsay visit the library. There are other stories about Kelly, but each one can be read independently. Please read those too if you enjoy this one. I have started writing a couple of others and will post them, should readers continue to like reading about her experiences. There was some fun stuff that happened before the end of school and over th...
Abbie's aunt and uncle left their home leaving Abbie with David knowing that Abbie and David would be soon be making love. They were resigned grasping that as young lovers, they were going to be lovers despite not being married. They remembered the loving embrace they found Abbie and David completely comprehending their love was real. It was them who calmed...
This is a work of fiction, the characters are not real. I have always seen myself as a confident, intelligent and modern girl, growing up in Pakistan I lead a very privileged existence and my family have only ever encouraged my life goals. Moving to America was a big step, but I believed I could do some good here, both for me and my family. Pakistan is mal...
"Hello?" even to my own half asleep ears my voice sounded throaty and a little impatient. "Good morning beautiful," came Randy Orton's voice. I stretched slowly, "Good morning Randy. What time is it?" There was a pause as he obviously checked his watch, "Probably around seven a.m. your time. Did I wake you up?" "Well yeah Randy, it's seven a.m." "I'm re...