James was no nerd. I mean, he certainly wasn't a jock either - he was something in between. He made most of his friends outside school and was a nobody to most of his classmates. He did his thing, they did theirs, and nobody minded. One of his favorite subjects had always been chemistry. He'd fallen in love with it in middle school, and today - just a cou...
The night had started out like any other Friday night. Amber rushed home from work, changed into her slinkiest red dress, and had rushed back out the door headed to the club after freshening up her make up and hair. This had been Amber's routine for nearly six months since she had turned 21. She was a beautiful girl, nearly six feet tall with chestnut colore...
Hey all! Sometimes readers want me to write sizes that are so big it's very challenging to make a good story out of them. I think I actually did a decent job here, but at the end of the day this is probably going to be a bit too out there for most of you to enjoy. That's okay. My feelings aren't hurt by it, and I hope some of you get some enjoyment out of it...
The next morning Bill got out of the house early, avoiding Nancy. Shortly after 9AM he called a guy in town who had worked as the client contact on a project that Bill had supervised. He had heard that Joe had gotten a divorce in the last six months. He made a luncheon date. Bill and Joe played 'Whatever happened to ...' until the food arrived. After the wa...
"Alright, I need a couple volunteers here..." The professor swept the lecture hall and began to walk up the steps towards my row. Why did I pick today to sit near the aisle? Why did I choose then to meet my professor's searching gaze? He walked up to me and held the microphone to my face. "Would you be a brave soul and volunteer for us, please?" he ask...
It was quarter after 5:00, and I was just getting into my dress. My husband was carrying on about my taking way too long, as usual, when the phone rang. "Honey, I'm getting in the shower," he yelled. "Get that, willya? If it's Dave, tell him we're running late, but we're on our way!" I hurriedly adjusted the lapel on my dress and reached behind me, trying...
Journal Saturday, June 17, 1989 - Victoria was my queen. I'm posting some of the journal entries from my college years. In case you were wondering the stories are true. For those of you keeping score at home this would be #8 in the series. 1-7 are posted. Cheers! * Pat and I had made plans for this weekend but she had called earlier in the week and told m...
In Canada, specifically the province of Ontario, high school sucked worse than anywhere else did on the continent. There's a reason for this. We had to go to school for five years. They had this thing where in order to go to university you had to have six OAC's (Ontario Academic Credits). The OAC year was the fifth year. And EVERYONE was expected to try to g...
Tommy was feeling stumped. He admittedly felt that way most of the time but tonight he was feeling particularly vexed. Four things were currently indecipherable in his brain: 1) Black Canary had been cold & distant ever since that night in Ra's Al Ghul's lair. Tommy had tried to engage her both verbally and physically and she had rejected him. Tommy didn't...
Chapter 02 - Police Brutality Officer Collins knew she was in trouble. Driving back to the precinct at the end of her afternoon shift she took the long route, not wanting to face Lieutenant Spikes. He would be angry, as usual, and she would probably have to fall back on a little sex appeal to get out of it, but when allegations of police brutality made the...