I promised someone that I would write about my first bi experience so if that subject turns you off, stop here. If you're underage, why are you reading this? Also, safe sex is not illustrated in this story but in real life, it's a good idea. Do you know where it was last? Wrap that rascal! --------------------------------------- I'm not the sort of person...
III One week after her awakening, Tracy Tomlinson was discharged from the hospital. Todd Wakeman and the two medical students visited with Tracy that morning, rode down with her in the elevator and walked with her to her mother's car. It might have been an emotional parting but for one simple fact: Tracy Tomlinson now appeared devoid of any and all emotion....
I hadn't given up and I hadn't given in. Giving in to my need for instant relief, trying to quick fix my inner chaos by drinking myself into oblivion would after all have been the easy way. And I didn't do easy, I never chose the simple way out. Not if there was a better, more logical way anyway. Simply quitting wasn't the smart way forward. After coming to...
Megan stands in the darkness, waiting. All around her, she can hear the sound of the audience--not quite silent, but expectant. She hears a few whispered conversations and some coughing, but for the most part, people are waiting patiently for the show to start. It really sinks in for the first time that they're all waiting to see her, and Megan takes a deep...
I'd been nervous about getting home since I left this morning. Dreading it actually. It was half tempted to find some errand I needed to run, just to stall, delay the inevitable. But I knew what was good for me; keeping you waiting would only make it worse. Now, walking home from campus as slowly as I could justify, I replayed last night's events over and ov...
Future Female Leaders of America Charity Auction: pt 1 'Just a quick walk from the Eco-lab to the house' thought young Sara Nelson, finishing out her class week a little later than normal on a Friday. Normally she was out by 2, but as she had to be at the house at 4, she spent a little more time in the Ecology lab, working on an assignment due the next week...
I grew up in a large city and most of my adult life was spent living an urban lifestyle. To say, my only contact with suburbia was a few college and workplace friends that would invite me out for an occasional weekend party. It wasn't until my divorce that I decided to abandon anything that reminded me of the city or my ex wife. Something always seemed to be...
I was new in town, a 22-year-old professional fresh out of college and recently relocated with no connections other than my Facebook friends, who were all over 1,000 miles away. My new job was great, and I had a fabulous condo overlooking the water, but I was still finding myself alone and unfulfilled. And it's not like I didn't have opportunities to go out...
The thing about Paris at 3AM is that there's no place to go where the sidewalks haven't been rolled up for hours. So I count sheep and try practicing scales on my flute. But nothing brings sleep. Then, from the building across the courtyard, comes the faint sound of a cello playing the lush melody of Duke Ellington's "Satin Doll:" Cigarette holder which...
I took a deep breath and pressed the buzzer. The building was nondescript with a small sign that read asian massage. I looked around the empty neighborhood and a nervous fear began to build. It would have made me leave except that a loud clank came from inside as the door was unlocked and a musical jangle played as it opened. An asian woman in her forties pe...