Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** The next morning I was woken by Martina as she cleaned the inside of the boat from one end to the other. I decided to escape to the café and have an early breakfast. As I left I was surprised to s...
"The Principal wants to see Mike Spencer," Louis Broderick's smirk showed his feelings. Just being the messenger for Mr Hess, the Principal , made him feel all superior and virtuous over me. He was one of those fat, dorky kids, who were no good at sports and not bright enough to do more than scrape into Community College. I was the opposite, near six foot, s...
WARNING: This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature. If you find such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass this story for one more suitable for you. The characters in this story are fictional and belong to me. The story is written for enjoyment and entertainment purposes only, and no com...
All characters are 18 years old or older. This work is in honor of both Veteran's Day and the U.S.A.'s withdrawal of its last combat troops from Afghanistan, who arrived back home a couple of weeks ago. ----------------- The first step off the airplane was a doozy. Not because it was steep, or because it had been a twelve hour flight. No. It was because...
This is a major re-write of my first story, "Susan, Bob, and Me." I had some helpful suggestions on improvements. I decided to start over. This version and subsequent chapters are the result. As background, much of this story is based on my actual experiences. Other parts are fiction but represent fantasies some of which might happen in the right circumsta...
Howdy, folks. How are you doing? My name is Patrick John Hadelson. I am a six-foot-two, good-looking ( and I do say so) black man in his early twenties. I'm an Aquarius, and I am also a registered democrat. Oh, and I'm bisexual. Myra, my dear lady knows about it and she's cool, as long as I'm faithful to her. Which I am. She's the love of my life. I live in...
Alex didn't acknowledge Mr. Morgan for two weeks after their encounter in the parking lot. She could barely stand to look at him let alone talk or look at him! There were four weeks left in the grading period. Alex's only chance to save her GPA now was to study and see if she could recover in time. She was damn sure that there would be no bribing that arroga...
The jersey isn't long enough on her, reaching only mid-way down her thighs. She tugs at the hem nervously, shifting from foot to foot, offering up more and more of one leg, and then the other as she asks her question. "Do I have any appointments tomorrow?" "Can you ask Ms. Jenny to wake me up at 5:00?" "Can I get a drink of water real quick?" The questions...
1. The land between the rivers, in Southern Illinois, it's called Little Egypt. There are coal mines, corn fields and enumerable small towns, that you don't know about unless you're from there. A little bit north of there is the land between the Mississippi and Illinois Rivers, it's called the Kingdom. Trenton was right on the Illinois River, with the riv...
Chapter 1 Scott took another drag of his cigarette, sat back and listened to Chester and Mike squabble over why they might be called a boy band. "I think it's because of my strikingly good looks." Said Chester. "I think it's because of your strikingly bad looks." Replied Mike. Chester lightly punched Mike in the arm but missed, his punch carried his body...