I couldn't believe my luck. Centre court. The noise of the crowd was unbelievable. I strode out, following the girl in front of me, my eyes darting from her lithe form to the crowd. "Wow, who would ever have thought that little Nikki would be walking onto centre court at the Australian Open," I thought to myself, unable to contain my grin. I took up my pos...
Amber watched as Teri and Abby walked off together. How completely childish, she thought to herself, pondering the exchange. "It's a club sorry Ams and we're not in charge so we can't bring you in," Abby had said. "What sort of club?" she'd asked. "We're not allowed to say," Teri had told her. At least they had looked genuinely apologetic about it as the...
Claire casually walked over in the direction of the group of girls sitting in their circle on the school oval, trying desperately to conceal the excitement that was coursing through her body. As she approached, they all seemed to hush. She didn't want to alarm them too much and so passed them by at a reasonable distance, rather than right beside them. The re...
"You want me to drink a potion without you telling me what it is?" Ergon asked skeptically. "Come on Ergon, you know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you and besides, it would ruin the surprise if I told you first." "Well maybe I'm just not that big on surprises," Ergon teased. "Please Ergon, trust me, I think you'll like it." "Why do I have the feel...
Mandy watched the luggage handlers scurrying around on the tarmac, like ants pursuing unknown goals in a frantic hurry. She leaned forward, closer to the window, her weight supported across her thighs against the rail as she took a picture to capture the memory. Jack looked up from where he was working on his laptop in the departure lounge. There in front o...
The Window Washer --- +++ --- All sexually active characters in this work of fiction are over the age of eighteen --- +++ --- Edited by Tex Beethoven Melody sighed and pushed herself back from the computer, standing to stretch. The numbers simply weren't making sense, and after staring at the screen for hours without seeing the answers she sought, sh...
Ian watched, fascinated, his eyes glued to the perfection that walked in front of him. He had been making his way casually along the street when the long, blonde haired girl had strode purposefully past him. She wore a flared, wide pleated floral mini-skirt that was so short that every third step or so as the hem bounced with her movement, the barest glimpse...
Thanks to Tex Beethoven for his editing. -- +++ -- All characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 18. -- +++ -- Sheena walked along the silent plas-steel corridor toward the lab, wondering if anything would please break up the monotony of her upcoming shift. For six months she'd been carrying out research on this space station orbiting An...
Amber stood at Claire's door, hopping from foot to foot, hoping that she'd answer it soon. Amber had been drinking heaps of water during the course of the morning but had avoided going to the toilet, wanting to be ready to piss when she got to Claire's house. It was starting to seem that she might have had her timing a bit off though, because she could bare...
"How about we play something different, this is getting kinda old," Oscar said, racking his pool cue as Sam sank the black ball yet again. "Aww sick of losing?" Sam teased. "What else did you think you might want to lose at?" "Geez, you guys are so damned competitive!" laughed Amber. "US?" asked Sam incredulously, "What about you, miss "ooooooh don't miss...