A few days later, Maria Clare led the young novitiate down the dark curving steps that led to the more remote catacombs beneath the convent. It was a place the young novitiate had been warned never to enter. Now within the bowels of that deserted section they entered a large room that appeared to have been a place of recent activity. There were candles and o...
What an awfully boring class she was in. She wished it was Thursday's Creative Writing class, but alas it was Tuesday, and that meant History. Not quite her favorite, and definitely not her strong point. But it was required and so here she was. It was a gloomy, rainy early winter evening and the sky captured her attention. She usually sat in front of the cla...
The rest of the guests entered the room in various states of undress. Narissa had a sinking feeling that she knew what was about to happen. Jake walked into the room with hands in pocket. He casually leaned against the wall while the guests eyed her naked body. "Touch what you want, except the pussy. That belongs to me. No kissing her mouth either." Jake ins...
"Will you sign my CD please? Please?" Jake turned around, arms full of groceries, and looked down into the eyes of the cutest little girl he had ever seen. That's what I get for not using a cart, he muttered to himself. He set his groceries down on the floor before getting on his knee to sign the old CD cover the little girl held out to him. There weren't m...
Dear diary, Ok, I know that I haven't written in you since a half-hearted attempt at the age of 8 but I've just returned from an amazing holiday with Matt and I need to write it all down, every little detail, so I don't ever forget it. Let me set the scene for you, as a surprise Matt had arranged for our children to be looked after so we could spend a well...
It was a little more than 12 years ago when I first began to hate the Currey family. My father, Kenneth McQuillan, was the 18th richest man in America… but none of that ever really mattered to me. The priceless possessions which surrounded me all of my life never meant anything to me. The only thing we owned that I revered was a very cheap necklace which...
"Hi, my name is Jack. I'm a rather shy, Hispanic, hard working machine parts sales representative. I'm also a classically good looking, tall, dark and handsome man. Like most men, I have a vivid sexual imagination but unlike most men, I have little courage to pursue the women I'm attracted to. Being unlucky in love and painfully shy leaves me to rely on my i...
Silently she walked down the boarding ramp, painfuly tugging at her carryon reluctantly in tow as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. Purposely she lowered her head passing by the flight attendants gathering just inside the open hatch. Tears continued to spill as she trudged down the narrow isle to seat 20A. She let out a peep nudging her computer bag o...
Friday Five of us, two guys, two girls, and I, went for drinks at our usual after-work bar, then to dinner at another, and now this bar. Certainly not our usual bar. Somehow it seemed a little rougher than the white wine and martini crowd we were used to. We were feeling no pain and didn't have to drive home. Naturally it got loud, that is loud if you could...
This is my entry in the Valentine's Day Contest. * I was out with my suitemates hunting women on a cold Friday night in early February. We are all juniors at Cornell University in upstate New York. Josh is a business major and an amazing pickup artist. Howie and I are tagging along as his wingmen because we are socially incompetent science majors. Basicall...