This is the third chapter in a series. I expect the series to conclude with the next chapter. While I hope that this story can stand on its own, it will make a lot more sense if you have read my previous stories "The Performance" and "The Performance CH 02." This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real perso...
CHAPTER 8: DAY OF RECKONING AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear readers, as there are a number of characters, I thought it might be helpful to have a quick guide as a reminder: Walters: Geometry teacher, glasses, mustache, average height, 50s, beer belly but not fat. Sal Peterson: School janitor/maintenance, heavy set, mid 40s, strongRothman: Father's boss, used to babys...
When I graduated from college last May, I was very lucky. I found a job. It's not the world's best job—manager trainee in a chain of coffee shops—but what can you expect when you've majored in Sociology, which has to be one of the most worthless majors? Most of the other girls in my graduating class had no job at all, which was probably related to the fact t...
Summer had come to an end in Washington, DC. The leaves were beginning to change colors, and the air was cooler and more crisp. It was a welcome respite from the oppressive humidity that had hung over the area for most of August. School had started, which meant the tourists had gone. But for Matt, Megan, and Danielle, it was still business as usual. The only...
JENNIFER'S FINAL PAYBACK That December we received an invitation to Robert and Megan Stanwick's house for a Christmas party. This would be the second party at the Stanwick's since Robert became Jennifer's manager. Thursday evening, the night before the party Jennifer was trying to find something to wear and asked me, "What should I wear tomorrow night?" I...
The following story is our entry for the 2014 Halloween Contest. My wife and I created the plot together and veered it into two distinct sexual encounters, which we wrote separately. Thank you in advance for taking the time to read, rate, comment! Incident on a Mountain Road "Slow down, Heath, it's just a Halloween party. It's not worth dying over," Megan...
Megan stood in the kitchen breaking milk chocolate into a bowl, which was balanced on top of a pan of boiling water. The chocolate made loud, satisfying snaps as she turned it from a solid bar into little squares ready to melt down. She had already washed and laid out the strawberries, all ready to be coated in the runny chocolate. Waiting patiently for the...
Lying next to Trey, Megan’s left hand gradually lost its grip. A young deputy sheriff draped a small blanket over her nearly naked body before picking her up. The shotgun slipped from her hand, dropping into the mud. “Jack Sutter’s ranch.” Megan mumbled. “The horses…” “What Miss?” The deputy asked, leaning over her face. Megan was lulled into near unconsc...
"Wanna get high?" Olivia asks out of the blue, pulling a baggie of unmistakable white powder from her bra. Megan wants to get high. She really, really wants to get high, and the only thing stopping her is that it's coke and not weed. But she's the biggest cunt in Hollywood (again!) because she didn't let Seth Rogen kiss her, and everyone hated Transformers...
Hey everybody, another chapter here for your enjoyment. This chapter is also a bit more humorous for me...you'll see. This is sort of a brain cleansing chapter for me, so some details may be rather irrelevant. Anyway, comments and feedback are always welcome. Everyone is over 18 and I'm sure most celebs don't act like this. Enjoy! *** Megan strolled alon...