"I think it's a damn shame," Charlie ranted upon reading about the intentions of the president of the university he and his companions attended. "So do I," Lucy responded. "We all do. We need that open space and those beautiful trees a hell of a lot more than we need a stupid football stadium." "And, to make it worse," Sherman chipped in. "They're going t...
The Thanksgiving weekend rolled by pleasantly. It was sunny, and cool but not cold. The Parkers' harvest was already in, and Dave walked me around the farm, with cut cornstalks and some of the debris of harvest that I really didn't understand. There was the hard-packed lane which led down to the dock, and we had to go there, since that was where Dave and I g...
At the end of Monday classes Ryan Quinones and his friends Shane and Holden caught up with Monica Gift at her locker. Today was a normal day overall. She did however wear extra snug, extra short jean cutoffs and a bright red t-shirt. A bra beneath it for support of her 34DDD's still offered a hint of nipple hard on. "Hey Monica. We want to run an idea by yo...
This is a work of fiction and not based on any real life situations. *** Senior Year, the big year that makes or breaks your future. This is the year that determines if you'll be pushing on to college or working as a fry cook for the rest of your life. I, of course, knew this year was coming and had been working hard to perform well and get into my top sch...
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During my fifty years on this planet, I've noticed how my sexual fantasies have changed. My early fantasies were simple. I would be with some pretty girl I knew. A real girl I had no chance of actually getting my hands on. These fantasies remained popular until my mid teens when my mind introduced imaginary women. These imaginary women didn't replace my real...
Clueless, absolutely clueless, I was. Didn't even have an inkling and I would have continued to have lived in ignorance if it hadn't been for that blasted leaking factory roof. I loved that sodding woman, my wife Pat, and I would have given my life for her in a heartbeat if I had to. And to have our life together ended in such a cliché, well the heartbreak...
My name is Lloyd and I've discovered a new fetish of mine while on vacation. It's the world's oldest profession. Sex is such a strange thing, isn't it? I don't know why or how, but this odd new interest of mine just happened. It was summer time and I was just a young black man home from college, trying to make a few extra bucks. During the year, I was living...
Naturally the first thing I did when I got to Riley's the next day was corner Candy and ask her about the "shame shame" sign she'd made the night before. "What do you expect when you are messing around with a married woman? Shame shame on you." "Give me a break okay? I didn't know she was married and come to think of it you didn't know either. You were the...
When Connie arrived in their room, she immediately saw Brenda's tearful ugly face. Setting aside her own complaints of the previous night, her compassion took over. She hugged Brenda and asked: "Oh my dear darling Brenda, what happened you look so sad?" Brenda burst into a full crying jag and said: "Oh God Connie, I have had sex with a man but I am still a...