It was my first time living on my own. I was 18, and enrolled at a college to study art and photography, in a town far from home, in fact close to London. I took a room in a hostel, popular with students. It was halfway down an ill-lit corridor, and no one seemed to bother me, which suited me just fine; I liked the solitude. I was confused about my gender i...
Would the lights be on the whole night? Sarah doubt whether she would be able to fall asleep in the youth hostel with the lights still on. To calm her mind, she started to look around the room. There were eight bunk beds, four on each side, with a rather large space between the sides. She knew that above her slept a gothic boy, and in the beds beside them...
My name is Ivy. Well, that's not really my name... but I think it sounds pretty cute, and it protects my real identity. I'm a student at University, doing a double major in English and Political Science; it's a lot of work, but I really love it. I'm pretty smart, but I try not to overdo it. I'm graduating next year, at which point I hope to take a year off t...
I first met Kiki in a youth hostel in New Zealand. I arrived late one afternoon at the hostel where there were several people in the kitchen, preparing an evening meal. I usually preferred Asian style food and so while I was travelling, I would prepare stir-fry dishes. I would pick up the ingredients, some form of meat and vegetables during the day. I carrie...
I woke the next morning before Brad, I showered and headed out for a walk before I had to face the embarrassment of speaking to him. He'd made a fool out of me right from the moment we met and my ego was bruised. I felt disgusted with myself for what I did the previous night. I felt like I could still taste his cum in my mouth, along with kebab and alcohol....
Rebecca and Cindy was a couple of twenty-one year old identical twins from Vancouver, British Columbia. It was the start of the summer and they had just finished their under graduate studies in English Literature and had decided to take a backpacking trip to the United States before attending graduate school in September. The girls were a little above aver...
It probably strains the credulity of most people under fifty these days if they hear of a young man of twenty-three, who has not had a sexual relationship. Never the less, that was true of me. This was not only true for me, but for many other young men and women. The reasons for my chastity were twofold. First, I was brought up in a very religious household...
I ding the bell at the front desk but no one comes to greet us. Lorenzo leans over the counter and cranes his neck to see if anyone’s working. I cross my arms. Look around the lobby. “Maybe they’re closed,” I say. “It’s after midnight. We’re probably too late.” “The website said they do check-ins all night. Where is everybody?” “Should we go someplace el...
This is a fantasy story filled with mighty creatures, wicked sorcerers, magical weapons, and of course beautiful women with long shining hair and a true Hero, controlling his women with an iron fist. Well, apart from the fact that he's not very heroic, and that the women mostly use their cunning ways to disobey him when they do not outright turn the tables o...
Copyright© 2009 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to my friend SH, for proofreading this little tale of misunderstanding, or maybe it's better described as misinterpretation of motive. I'm afraid I have to report that I haven't heard back from LadyC for a couple of weeks now. I know that she's not in the rudest of health, and to be honest, I'm...