This story started when I was ten. No, nothing sexual started then. My family had just moved from a small town to the city. The move meant my mom had to start working to help pay the bills. So my parents arranged with our next-door neighbour to look after me after school. Mrs. Thompson was about my mom's age and a very warm and loving woman. She had three c...
Billy was in a bad mood. He had decided against going to school that morning. It had looked like being a beautiful, early Spring day and he had decided there were better things he could be doing. He had, the previous week, turned eighteen years old and he would be leaving the place altogether in a couple of short months, so surely it was his decision, and mi...
The Game, Part 1 Disclaimer: As with all my work, this is erotic entertainment for adult readers. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers. All sexual activity in this work is consensual and all sexually active characters are 18 years of age or older. -- VH * My name is Tommy,...
It was early in the morning and I slowly trudged along to the nurses' office as I did every morning. It became a ritual I would walk in set my bag down and do odd jobs for her during the coarse of that first period. How was I to know that today would be any different? "Well good morning Manny!" said Mrs. Hayes the school nurse to me with a wide smile. "How...
Chestnut Falls, 1952 In his bedroom, Tyler Gailey could hear his mother's Christmas music coming from the kitchen radio. He tried to tune out the holiday gaiety his mother insisted on while she baked cookies, but, much to his annoyance, the lyrical versus of snowmen and sleigh rides wormed into his ear while his buddy, Ferguson, recanted his latest of salac...
Val and I decided we needed some time alone and got out of the house for a few hours. Val lived in a relatively affluent area in upstate New York. It was really nice but there wasn't a hell of a lot to do, so we headed over to the local mall. We walked around, got a bite to eat and caught a movie. I am not even sure what the movie was about because all Val a...
College classes are bad enough without falling behind. Between the sheer volume of classes and my work obligations that barely covered my living expenses, it was inevitable that something would give. Biology became the threatened species of my class load. Mrs. Gail Hannity was my Biology instructor. Smart, precise, and really quite beautiful, it was entire...
All the candy and toys, for the good little girls and boys had been carefully loaded into the sleigh and, for the last time, Santa Claus was checking his list, actually a long printout from his huge main-frame computer. It's a fallacy that he only checks it twice; the monitoring is an ongoing process. It has to be because sometimes a little boy or little gir...
I was finishing up mowing Mrs. Clancy's lawn. I had been mowing all summer, currently between my freshman and sophomore years in college, to earn some cash. It wasn't too hot out, but I had a thin sheen of sweat on my body as I finished mowing the front lawn. As I finished with the front, I saw Mrs. Clancy pull into the driveway on the side. She appeared to...
Bobby found a note from his mother tacked to his bedroom door when he got up Saturday morning. "Mrs. Everett called and said she needs help with something," the note said. "She asked if you could stop over this morning." Bobby grew more than a little excited as he perused the note. It had been a quite a while since he'd had the opportunity to spend time wit...