Jim felt extremely nervous as he made his way to his parents' room after dinner that fateful night. He had been thinking of how best to ask his question all week, and for almost 2 months before that. He had been trying to gather as much information as he possibly could, but being only13 his sources of information were limited by his parents at that time. Sti...
Copyright © 2007 Brad The guys are using my cabin for Kate's bachelorette party. Yes, sounds strange, but she is more girl than guy now. Mark said they were having dancers and Freya was providing the mead. It should be a fun time. Kate's cousins have always kept an eye out for her, and since it's just them, it shouldn't get to out of hand. ---------------...
This is a test, it is only a test. I want to test my story writing ability. That the story is true isn't the issue, what is important is that I can make you feel as if you were there. Let me know if I succeeded. Marsha. ----------------------------------------- My husband and I read this forum, so you know we're already a little bent. Some of the stories...
His hair was long - past the shoulders long; the kind of hair that you'd have to be pretty confident to grow, if you were a man. Normally, it was tied back in a pony tail (I know – a pony tail) but when he occasionally shook it out, I had the distinct urge to reach out and stroke it or tangle my fingers in it, like it was some kind of animal's mane. Dan had...
Ilse was a sophomore at a southwestern university. She was pretty, blond, and toned - her hours at the gym had worked off the freshman fifteen and more. Her sophomore year housing pick had worked out perfectly, or at least as perfectly as college dorms can. She was living with her two best friends, Ella and Sarah, in a three-person almost-suite. They had a s...
A knock came at my front door, and I smiled softly. I answered it and took a bouquet of red roses from the delivery man. He smiled at me, eyes traveling up and down my body. I felt a blush flood my face as I stammered out my thanks. I didn't make a habit of dressing this way usually. I prefer length and cover. What I wore went completely against what I felt...
Bonnie was bored. Actually, Bonnie was beyond bored. She was ready to scream and start breaking things just to have something to do. The house was clean, the laundry was done, folded and put away. That night's dinner was even done, or at least in the crock pot cooking. It was only ten in the morning and all she had to look forward too until jack got home was...
"You'll be right here Brett? I'm sorry that I have to leave you like this," said Paul. "It's ok Paul, Scott will be here in two hours," said Brett. "Ok, thanks for covering for me," said Paul. "It's alright your wife is having your child go on," said Brett. "Thanks mate," said Paul grabbing his coat as he walked out the door. "I'll be doing the rounds,"...
By the time I woke up, the sun was already streaming through the widows. I heard the front door open and my mothers voice welcoming Diane into the house. A few minutes later I heard the teakettle squealing and the clink of a spoon against a cup. Their laughter peeled up from the foyer and I glanced over at Johanna who was breathing deeply. I slid out of bed...
After the men had left, the Asian men who had just finished coming all over my face, my hair up in pigtails, my arms, my legs, and the ludicrously lurid schoolgirl outfit Suki had made for me, I pleaded with Suki to unbind me. I wanted to wash myself up, for one thing, but more than that I wanted to touch her, run my hands over her body, help her off with th...