Hello Readers. This is not a traditional story where you need to read chapter one to understand chapter two, or two to understand three. Each post can be read separately. I am simply using this system to organize my stories. ~Janet ***** I was definitely out of my element. Normally in these situations I felt confident and in control, but I had never actual...
February 2000 It was a busy night at The Haunt. Cara was having trouble remembering all the orders from all the tables she had to cover. After already having worked three months, she was used to the normal hustle and bustle that ensued during the normal weekday and had even adapted to handling the rowdy groups on weekends. But she had yet to get accustomed...
I attended a small college in S. Carolina on a football scholarship. I was never much of a student, but managed to impress the football scouts and coaches enough to get on the team. I decided to major in business instead of physical education like many of the other players. I wasn't good enough for the pros, so I figured I better get a degree in something t...
The Professor was a careful, methodical, organized man. He coiffed and trimmed his beard just so. He tied his bow ties perfectly evenly. He wore brown jackets with reinforced elbows just like any good professor might. He submitted immaculately written essays for professional journals. He edited his students' essays savagely, marking them up with blue ink, ca...
Allison took a look at the practice’s schedule . A few executives physical’s which was the practice’s main source of revenue. As she scanned the last name of the list one name stood out. A smile formed on her face and she decided to have a chat with the Dr. Pire. Allison went into the Dr's office and explained her scheme to her, a slow smile spread across he...
Caty sat nervously on the edge of the waiting room chair, subconsciously flexing her feet, echoing the choreography of the dance class she'd just left. She didn't want to be there — god, how she didn't want to be there — but the college was quite specific about ordering a physical, and the deadline was rapidly approaching. If she didn't do it in the next few...
"What is the difference between 'I want food' and 'I want sex'? Consent." (Hugh Prather) Staying a virgin through high school was a serious challenge. Everyone knew that there were girls who *did* and girls who *didn't*. The most important status-enhancing activity for the male population of the high school was to move girls from the second category int...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. * "Well?" I opened my eyes. "Well, what?" I responded to the pretty brunette whose lovely image filled my vision. "We...
This ad on Craigslist caught my eye: *** "Westwood College seeks standardized patients to participate in our physical diagnosis courses in the Physician Assistant program. Model/Patients are needed for male reproductive health examinations completed by supervised students with a faculty member. The use of standardized patients is valuable to the training o...
James was an incoming freshman to Bellvere College, a well-reputed but very secretive college situated right in the middle of a mountain range. The college's owner was known to be a multi-billionaire who handpicked a small number of students every year for entrance into the school. Not much information could be found about it, but it was known for being a sc...