The Halloween Party, Part I Rita was laying the table when the doorbell rang. Alexis, who was more respectably attired in a blue dress that almost reached her ankles rather than ending a quarter-inch below her crotch, walked to the door and looked through the peephole in case it was another group of underage trick-or-treaters. She smiled as she saw Naomi, w...
"That fraternity fire was very serious and could've been worse. You could've been criminally charged with arson. As it is, you are suspended for the rest of the spring semester with eligibility for reinstatement in September to continue with your sophomore year. Are we clear on this?" "Yes, Dr. Anderson. I promise I'll work hard to get reinstated." She lea...
There he was, coming through the front entrance of my large suburban public library, almost strutting through the lobby, pausing only briefly to check out the new book display before heading to the reference desk. He was that patron my colleagues whispered about in the backroom. They didn't quite know how to handle him, something about him seemed to put them...
Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up librarian, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian - at least not in private. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina navigates the Dewey Decimal System as deftly as she negotiates about her lo...
It was May 5th... I was driving back to Pittsburgh after spending some time in California, and why I took the southern route instead of that dull and boring I-70 through the heartland, I'll never know, but there I was, just moseying along I-40, my hands tapping the steering wheel to the rhythm on the radio... had to keep rollin'... (little poetic license the...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (14 min/mp3) * * * * * I must be crazy, Patti thought to herself. She didn't look crazy—in fact, she looked the opposite of crazy, if there was such a thing, although it was true she didn't look the way she normally did. At the moment, to the casual observer Patti might easily be mistaken for a librarian: her dark ha...
I received a phone call from Steph, the leader of a local garage band. He said that their bass guitar player had been injured in a car accident and would be out of commission for at least 8 weeks. A mutual friend told him that I played bass, which was true, but the last time I had picked it up was over 20 years ago. My Fender had been stored in its case ever...
Hi, just a little of my thoughts before you start reading my biography. This story is true, and I am writing it in hopes of gaining some insight into the path my life has taken. I hope my story is not to wordy but, I originally had no plans on sharing this story. Know that I have spend the time writing it, I want to share it. I hope you enjoy my story. I inv...
"I swear sometimes I think I'm cursed," Robin complained, sitting at her favorite coffee shop one evening with her best friend Brandi. "You've just had a couple of bad dates," consoled Brandi, her eyes searching around the nearby tables for any guys who might warrant her attention. "A couple of dozen bad dates," corrected Robin. Her dark eyes stared down i...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...