I've been working for the Engineering department of my university for some time as a teaching assistant, and since I've kept high grades as a graduate student and have a very good grasp of English pronunciation, the department has allowed me to be the instructor for some of the courses they offer. This past semester, I've been assigned to handle a required c...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly's Hot Buttered Buns" ***** Greetings and salutations, my friends. I'm Paul. I noticed there's a lot of Jilnar Jardaly worshipers around here so I thought you all might like to read how she inducted me into he...
SUNDAY MORNING Laura drove her yellow Beetle along the familiar road to her office. It was a beautiful, warm summer day but she was annoyed. This was Sunday and she had to go to work to finish a report. “This is a day for the beach,” she said aloud. “If only I had finished that report on Friday. I’m paying for it now.” Laura’s financial report had to be o...
Ar'Raq Desert 75 miles from Kafjiya Mountains 1st BCT Battalion Combat Team Major Kalandro Digma Commanding 13 Leopard 2A6EX Main Battle Tanks rolled by the desert of northern Ar'Raq followed by 24 Puma CFVs, 27 Boxer APCs, 6 Fennek Combat Cars armed with 50 caliber machineguns, and 3 Fennek Combat Cars equipped with 80mm mortars. Leading the procession...
Note: As this story is near-telepathic, paragraphing it is neigh-impossible. As such, we have resolved to edit it into paragraphs of each action and thought, to make the exchange clearer. This means it looks "choppy", but the alternative is impossible to follow. * She walked into the copier room, holding a stack of papers, wearing some fairly conservative...
We didn't plan to seduce her. At first at least. My ex was bi and she was straight and had a boyfriend and me I was stoned out of my fucking tree. And it was halloween and I was dressed as some punked out chick. She was kind of taken aback at first when she saw me clean shaven (I usually rock a goatee in all my pics) and with shaved legs and fishnet stock...
Dear Diary, My name is Amaya Fernanda and it is a whole lot harder for me to write these things and admit to them, then it is for you to read them. I guess I try not to think of myself as a whore. I mean who really stops and gets up every morning thinking, "Hey I am a whore, wonder who I will fuck today?" That kinda sentiment is best reserved for bad porn...
I had not been a widow long when I met my first lover and love instructor. However as good as Don was he was not a complete lover because he was sometimes limited in the erection department. He was ill and this ailment some times kept him from becoming fully erect. But he was still very good and he brought me a long way up the sexual latter. When this happen...
*************************** Author's notes This is not a happy story so if that is what you are looking for you should probably look elsewhere. This deals with the subject of infidelity, it describes the pitfalls and the attraction with equal attention and both in brutal detail. Involves the strain an affair can place on a family. I'm not writing this pr...
As the sun shined high over summer time suburban L.A. I walked outside into the heat intending to relax by my pool. It's obscenely hot today but staying inside all day is not something I can do. So outside I go, in my shorts and flip-flops. My name is Robert Robertson. Very dull name right? They named me twice so I wouldn't forget it? My parents were not the...