Indulge in your fantasy and dreams. Enjoy! - My first lesson for the day was Physics, and I was ten minutes early for class. When I arrived, the room only had a few people in it -- all girls -- one of them a middle aged woman dressed in red sitting at the desk in the front of the long room, right in front of the chalkboard. I chose to sit at leftmost ta...
This is my first work of fiction. It is fully fiction and any reference to real people and places are just coincidences. And everyone in the story is over 18. *** Back to the Story The last segment finished with a tangent, thanks for following along with it. I am getting ready for Maria, my best friend from High School to visit and stay in my dorm room fo...
Having been frustrated by the endings of some stories that are posted here and having been criticized for some of my own story endings, I decided to try something new, a story with several alternative endings. These ending will vary quite a bit, from the romantic to the hardcore. I know the set-up is long, but it needs to be, for all the various possible end...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; THIS STORY HAS A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED: HERE BE DRAGONS; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE] [High school enemies meet at times, with one heckling the other, a bookworm, as a 'loser' who had to drive a loser's 'mommy-mobile' mini-van. The 'loser' studies overtime, eventuall...
tommie It is the year 2162 and strong global forces and revolution have turned society upside down. The world in the 21st century had been dominated by the top 1% of the top 1%: a web of interconnected banks and financial houses owned by the Caucasian race who exerted their control over all people of color. There was turmoil and civil war in the USA. When t...
From Benjamin Dornier's Journal Friday, July 16, 1992 I awoke the next morning in the arms of my adorable teenage lover, and immediately began thinking about the day ahead. At 9 o'clock I had my morning class; the one Hillary was in. After that, I planned to do a little work on setting up my new office at the Middle School. I planned to leave for the seaco...
I'll admit that when I first met her, I didn't like her. Who am I talking about? Stephanie Mendes. The six-foot-tall, sexy young Black woman who tried out for the Blackstone University Varsity Cheerleading Squad and became its Captain. Why didn't I like her? It had to do with her almost supernatural beauty, her extremely bossy ways and her attitude. Now, don...
Author's Note: On the off chance that anyone from my school reads this, fuck you. * Ashley, Becca, and I were in bed, Becca still snoring softly behind me. Ashley was slowly waking up. I hated being the only one awake. I climbed over Ashley to get out of bed. "No. I'm not in the mood," she mumbled sleepily and as soon as I was out turned over and curled up...
My name is Soraya Wahid, and I'm a Lebanese Christian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, but have lived in the Confederation of Canada for the past ten years. I'm five-foot-eleven, a bit chubby but still fit, with long Black hair, light bronze skin and light brown...
"Stephenson, I have good news, I got accepted at the medical school on the island of Dominica, All Saints University Medical School," Fawziyyah Sharaf said excitedly, and the short, curvy, brown-skinned and raven-haired young Egyptian Muslim woman practically jumped up and down. So this is how it ends, Stephenson Vladimir thought bitterly, even though he smi...