THE FUTILITY OF ATTEMPTING to inspire post-pubescent males to pay attention to my morning lecture—more accurately, my yet-again-bootless attempt to emplant even a soupçon of learning in their somnolent minds—forced me yet again to reconsider the wisdom of my accepting appointment as Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Distinguished Professor of Sociology and Forensic P...
"Karima, I always knew that there was something wrong with you, now that you've come out as a lesbian, my suspicions totally made sense," Stephanie Miller said, and the pretty-faced, snarkly mean blonde looked at the tall, athletic, short-haired and muscular young Black Muslim woman and smirked. Hands on her hips, Karima Jaber faced her sworn enemy. Since th...
The alarm assaults my ears so my hand returns the favor by smacking it. Time to get going. In the shower, I decide to have a quick play with myself and my vibrator. A little bit of me time before I have to get my son ready for school and go to work. Between spending time with my son Max and my job as a lawyer, I didn't have much time for dating, so I take wh...
The elevator doors opened, and Misty was instantly taken aback by the absolute beauty of the restaurant. Situated on the top floor, of the tallest building atop a high hill, the continuous floor to ceiling windows revealed the twinkling lights of the entire city, and indeed, all of Banderas Bay. Misty knew that she could have easily spent an hour admiring t...
Word of warning: If you didn't like the first part of this story, you sure as hell won't like the second part as unfortunately things just go from bad to worse for the unfortunate teacher so please don't read if you're offended by the subject matter. "You did this to me...Why did you do this to me..." The words tripped out of my mouth, I was too broken to...
My excuse is that I was drunk. Well, I was drunk and it was New Year. And, um, I was heartbroken and horny. And anyway I'd always thought that Kelly was gorgeous. That's enough excuses I suppose. Where to start? Well yes I was drunk; partly because it was New Year's Eve, but mainly because I was nursing a broken heart – kind of. After a couple of eventful...
Arthur's note: I have purposely left off physical descriptions of the characters. I want you to take this story and make it your own fantasy, by imagining the person that you would want to see in these roles. * Whhhoooo...click, clack, click, clack. Venus pulled her coat tighter around her body, as she fought the whistling wind to keep the chill from her...
It all started on a beautiful fall day after going to a craft show out in the country. After spending hours looking over craft items which were mostly Christmas themed, we left to go back home. We took a longer, more scenic route through several small country towns. After leaving one town, we saw a sign advertising an estate sale. Following the signage even...
© GratefulFred 2008. All characters are over the age of 18. The Case of the Missing Boyfriend Chapter 1 It was Valentines Day around ten thirty AM when Detective Carney stepped into his office. For some people it was a day off, but to a local detective, everyday was seemingly like a day off. Carney put down his three and one-quarter cup mug of coffee as...
Lizzie, my lesbian friend had tried and failed many times to set me up with different straight friends of hers but there was never that chemistry between myself and her picks for me. We were besties. When one of us was down after a break up the other was always there to listen. Have a cuddle and a drink. We would even sleep together though nothing more untow...