Song 4 Kids! I don't know what's wrong with these kids today! Kids! Who can understand anything they say? Kids! They are disobedient, disrespectful oafs! Noisy, crazy, dirty, lazy, loafers! While we're on the subject: Kids! You can talk and talk till your face is blue! Kids! But they still just do what they want to do! Why can't they be like we were, Perfec...
The Birthday Girl "I met this girl, her name is Shelly," Sullivan said as if testing me to see if I'd mock him somehow. This was not the overly confident Sully I knew so well. "Do tell," I said. This was a first; he'd never dropped a girl's name quite like this before. It was always something along the lines of describing the pickup, the seduction, (in gr...
Most men would be overjoyed to return home from work to find three scantily clad women waiting for them. Dr Cox was not most men, "Oh Dear God, what is this now!" "It's good to see you too sweetie." Jordan said sarcastically, taking a gentle sip of her coffee before adding, "Where have you been?" "Mm, let's see, saving lives, saving lives, saving lives, g...
Much of Tinsel Town lived and died by what their status in the trade papers was. Luckily for East Coast Image, that wasn't the case. Put it this way, we never reserved a wall for clippings that mentioned our name. But for me, all that was about to change. Following my call to Chuck Tyler, I called Roger Sullivan and we began the process of a possible me...
Chapter 3: Chelsea in the Morning I've been MIA for a while, a little discouraged by the lack of feedback/votes for my other stories, though many thanks to those who did. But that uncontrollable urge to write burns on, doesn't it!? Please--WILL WRITE FOR VOTES/FEEDBACK! * * * * * "Yo! DreamWeavers. 'Tell us your dream and we'll make someone cream!' Simeon...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story was written while deployed overseas, and prior to the horrible events of Katrina, which is why New Orleans is portrayed the way it is. Keep the people of the Gulf coast in your thoughts, prayers, and givings. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Where are you?" "Texas." "That's a bit vague, isn't it?" "Probably about seventy miles...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This...
Hi all! Back again with another chapter of HFHM! It's been a little bit and I apologize, I'm just trying to balance work, family and life in general along with writing and things have really gotten busy for me. New to the story? You're gonna want chapter one. There are a ton of characters, plot, and erotic scenes sprinkled throughout, you will be so confus...
CHAPTER 1 Sonny McCain's fair hair always looked unruly, his pale blue eyes against a tan looked reasonably 'cool' but unfortunately his wide mouth drooped at one corner, meaning he missed out being handsome. However some females tended to think there was something about Sonny that was loveable. Sonny's two brothers and sister were highly personable and g...
The Beginning: Brice Bartel sat at the bar nursing his fourth Bourbon and water on the rocks. "How in hell did this all happen?" he thought to himself. In the back of his mind, he felt that he should have seen it coming... that somehow, somewhere there must have been a clue, a tip-off, but try as he might, he couldn't think of anything. It had all just seem...