Professor Channer heavily sighed at the paper in front of him. He was to have a very full year, all his classes were of beginners in the subjects and he had tons of lectures to prepare. His only rejoice was the thought of his new TA, Paige Johnson. She had been in all his classes since her first year of college, a very hard-working, passionate student. She c...
The story you are about to read is surreal. They involve characters you don’t know and love and an epic battle is fought between the forces of evil and sneaky evil. So grab your popcorn bag, loosen your belt buckles and grab a cold one, as without further adieu I bring you the classic story - The Sexorcist. Our story begins somewhere in Hawaii where a so c...
Alex was sitting in his office. He was quite satisfied with himself; he'd landed a teaching assistant job at least a year before graduation. His office was tiny, more a broom cupboard; there was only room for a small desk facing the door, two chairs for visitors and one for himself and a row of shelves. But it had a window and it was his. It was located on t...
The clearing was bright and green and the gentlest of breezes made the grass and flowers dance where they grew. Two figures approached the spring, sweating profusely from a whole day's walking under the sun's merciless rays. The lawyer was the first to reach their goal, and with a heaving sigh he slumped down before the pool of water and dropped his heavy r...
Dean Dawson kept to his word and didn't mention a thing about the fact that I – one of his students- was working in a massage parlor across town. I guess he could have mentioned something to someone, but then he'd have to admit he had been at that same establishment. So like countries aiming rockets at each other, nothing could happen without the other doin...
"Good of you to join us, Ms. Edmunds," Professor Ashton leered as Liz sashayed into Art class several minutes late. The other students turned to glance at the tardy coed as she swayed toward her usual workbench. The women rolled their eyes, but most of the male students joined their professor, whose gaze devoured the sight of the curvy coed. Liz's dark bro...
Pearl was a straight-A student, 4.0 since high school. When she received the note from her Erotic Studies professor suggesting they meet to discuss her work, she felt a twinge of anxiety. Had she, by some fluke, failed to turn in an assignment? At her dorm room computer, Pearl pulled back her long, auburn hair into a neat pony-tail. She compared her files to...
This is purely fiction any correlation to real people is completely happenstance. Warning This story contains depictions of coerced male on male oral intercourse. The misquote Austin Powers if this is not your bag baby, do not read it. It was a warm early spring Friday. I was attending a math class in my third semester at a prestigious private western Univ...
In the interests of science! The agency had telephoned and given me the address of the local University. I was to attend at 10.00 a.m. on Tuesday. There was nothing really unusual in that appointment as I was quite often used as a nude model by students on various arts courses. However, I didn't recognise the name of the Professor I was to make contact wi...
Chapter Eleven Intrepid - 3756 C.E. "Why are you so anxious?" Beatrice gently asked Paul while he lay beside her. "Are we really going to enter the Anomaly?" her husband asked. "If that's what Captain Kerensky said then I can only believe that's exactly what the Intrepid, and us in it as well, will do." "I thought that was something we would never do,"...