I am a 19 year old male who was studying in a college of science in Bombay. I am focussed on my health and work hard. Mornings begin with a brisk 4 kilometre run on the slopes of Malabar hill at 5.30 a.m. this is followed by a 1 hour session of karate training, with a couple of friends who were close to getting their brown belts. After a breakfast it is co...
Mr. Dreisbach was sad, to hear that Tommy was leaving the inn, but he was understanding, too. "Your aunt was right. It is too much for one your age to be working two jobs and going to school," the inn's owner said after Tommy explained his situation, except for the vast amount of money he'd inherited. "This, what do you call it, dojo, it is a profitable busi...
I'd been taking karate for quite a while before I noticed Katie. She was a new student, but pretty talented. I was chosen by my instructor to train her, as we had a tournament coming up, and that I was the highest-ranking girl in the class (blue belt). "So why'd you chose to learn karate?" I asked Katie as we changed into our gi's. "I..I..I don't really wan...
"I think I'm beginning to understand the problem," the neurologist said to my mother. "So you think you can cure him of his sleepwalking?" she asked. "No, but I am beginning to understand the problem." "What did you see in the MRI?" "We, uh, couldn't get anything." "What!" "I'm sorry. We tried it three times, but your son just didn't want to cooperate....
My name is Rosco Richards and my story starts when I am twelve years old. With a name like Rosco you'd think I live somewhere in the states, but no, I live in a village twenty miles east of London in England. I live with my lawyer father and head teacher mother, in a large 5 bed roomed house. Both my parents have very busy diaries and I am always having baby...
This is obviously a continuation of The Masquerade Chapters 1-4. If you would like to get to know the characters a little more, please read the previous stories! Sorry for the delay in the posting of Chapter 5. What can I say, it was my birthday! I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Comments and votes are, as always, welcome. Eskimo_Kiss xxoo * Alex wa...
Part of the inspiration for this story comes from an old Kenny Rogers song about how sometimes you have to fight to be a man. There will not be a lot of descriptive sex, but sex of course is a big part of most of these stories. I enjoy the stories of personal triumph, so that is what I'm striving for. ***** My name is Randy Burns. I am 32 years old. I gue...
I know many of you are looking for the "good stuff." I'll warn you, I like to establish the characters, setting, and premise for what happens. Just stick with me! I'll make it worth your while. I crave and appreciate your feedback! Please vote and leave comments. – ynona A Karate Love Story, Ch. 01 "In the Dojo" I stood motionless in a cat stance, sweat...
It was my senior year in High School. Things were looking good. I was going to be on the honor role. College was a surety! All is well. Both my parents worked as reporters for a nationwide newspaper. My dad came home in November with his big break. A sixth month Africa on-site story about Witchdoctors and their "supposed" cures. The newspaper offered the tr...
I've come to look forward to Sunday nights and this last Sunday was certainly one of those nights. I've been a martial arts student and part-time instructor for many years, but until recently, circumstances have kept me out of the Dojo except for the occasional visit. Fortunately some changes in my life lately have freed up some of my time. Mr. and Mrs....