"I'm so nervous Daddy. Are you sure we should do this?" Lonnie Turner ignored his daughters whining. She was so gung ho about meeting Josh the Bear all week long but now her true shyness was shining through. He went about setting up his borrowed Nanny cam inside a small teddy bear that wore a Chicago Cubs uniform. It was placed upon the fireplace mantle til...
It was almost seven thirty when I pulled into the driveway. I double checked the address I'd been given and reread the instructions. Amanda had been so impressed with my play as a father that she wanted me to help out two of her friends in the group that had been dying for a good father figure for a game they wanted to play. Since it was going to be an overn...
To Jennifer, My great friend Jennifer is one of those people who just lives a different life than the rest of us. There's always a story, always an adventure. She can go to the supermarket and find a long lost love, or go to the beach and find long lost treasure. She once told me of this chance encounter with a man she met. Followed by more encounters in di...
Author's Note: This is an actual story, and a long one at that. I didn't start out with that intention, but that's the way it is. So, if you're looking for something that contains sex in the first paragraph, might I suggest you read something else? Thank you, thank you, thank you Transvers for all your support, your encouragement, and especially your patient...
Sandra stood in front, of the full-length mirror. Her hair, was done. Her makeup, was on. She was naked, as she viewed her image. Sandra had never considered herself, pretty. She turned around before the mirror, to look at herself, critically. Sandra had just turned eighteen, two months ago. In many ways, she felt like a little girl. She didn't look like a...
* * * * * This story is a slow build. There's no sex in this chapter, but there is miniature golf. Many thanks to icedragonmo3 for invaluable beta reading and editing expertise. If there are any mistakes, it's because the author didn't listen. * * * * * I Was a Teenaged Metahuman Chapter 1 Un-Schoolish "You'd best be on your way to work, Max!" His mo...
This is a fictional account. * As Curt and Suzie sat on the couch in the cabana, Suzie asked again, "Well do ya want to take me up on my offer in the car or not?" "How could I refuse such an offer from such a lovely girl," Curt said. "Besides, as I told you all guys my age..." "I know," Suzie said. "No young guy can ever refuse sex. Their hormones have t...
Although the light of day shined through the shades of the window, the cold air was easily making its way under the dilapidated motel door. The Broadway Inn was not known for its grandeur, but rather its poor clientele. It was not on Broadway and not much of an Inn, but it was home for a few hundred a week. It was the cheapest rent by the month hotel Tiffany...
After lunch, we are back at Bob Davis's office in the studio building with a few minutes to spare. We really haven't had all that much time to relax over our food, considering the, shall we say, "busy," morning we've had, but honestly, food isn't number one on my interest list right now anyway. The door is locked. We knock, but no one answers, so we lean aga...
The telephone rang. The tall blonde was sitting on a sofa with her long legs curled under her, watching a video. She hit the 'pause' button on the remote, uncurled her legs and stood up. She walked over to the telephone and looked at the name displayed on the small screen. It was her neighbor and best friend, Bonnie. "Hey Bonnie" she answered the telephone...