Before reading this little adventure, please read The Weekend (Part I) which was originally intended as a stand-alone story and I have changed slightly at the suggestion of several readers in order to extend and complete the tale of our heroine. There is not a great deal of graphic sexual shenanigans in this absolute figment of my imagination, so if you ar...
It was only intended to be a joke. It all began when my wife and I found that we had a kids free weekend coming up and any parents out there will understand exactly what that means. We decided to make the most of it by having a weekend away, not far, only about forty miles but they say a change is as good as a rest and we'd got a good deal on a flat in o...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Ch 1 The 2005 yearbook of St. Thomas Aquinas has the usual groups of photographs; graduating seniors, the other classes, faculty, sports and intramural clubs. In the rear of the book are the various photographs of slices of life at St. Thomas Aquinas for the Sch...
The winter drove over Mellowhale like a great ice dragon's breath. The killing front left some men dead in the streets, freezing them to the earth in dark corners of alleyways behind buildings. 'A cleansing freeze', some elders would mumble from the comforting warmth of their fireplace. The street's live trash was cast into a merciless freezing slumber, then...
I didn't pay all that much attention to Holly Blake when we were growing up. She was a tomboyish skinny kid that crossed paths with me from time to time but we had nothing in common other than the neighborhood where we lived just outside of Columbia, South Carolina. Everyone knew that her father had died when she was very young and that her mother had never...
This story is told in non-linear style, so please tread carefully.... 1. He lies stretched out across the bed, naked from the waist up – a brown-skinned Adonis – his finger beckoning her towards him. She stands there across the room, gazing and admiring every inch of his body – his near perfect, beautiful body – both hands clasping the handle o...
Chapter Nine "Are they always this loud?" Sandy asked. She was smiling as she slowly shook her head. "Well, it has been two weeks," I replied with a shrug. I was still standing, even after ten minute of being in the same room with her. "Is that Lillith yelling?" she asked. I smiled and moved to a chair. I couldn't make myself sit on the same couch as h...
"You know I do everything I can to stay out of the personal lives of my teachers so when I ask you this, please know I'm just concerned. Are you sure Our Town is the right choice, Blair?" "First let me say I know why you're asking and I appreciate your concern." She sat up straight and continued. "I think all of us are aware of the lengths you go to in orde...
Anyone portrayed as having sex is 18 or older This story is similar to thousands of others in the Romance category and yet different from anything I've read so far, although there may be older stories I haven't read. It involves two young people with abnormal conditions that are not painful physically, but they certainly cause emotional distress and the...
As I said when I loaded THE BOARD pt1, Roni asked that I relay this story to you, as she likes to take credit for it happening "from the great beyond", as if she was written as a Dickens character, acting as the "Ghost of Pussy Past" or something (her bad pun, not mine). It did make for a good title/Description though. This shouldn't be as crazy as my adve...