Chapter 38. Medic I heard the shots coming from the principal's office. I hurried down the hallway and ordered all the teachers and students to get into a classroom and lock the door. Before I got to mine I saw that the special education teacher was having trouble getting her students into her room. I had to chase one down and drag him back. The shooter sa...
"So, you think this will work?" She was excited now. "I know it will." ----- I called Melanie on her cell and gave her a brief synopsis of our lunch conversation. We were both excited over the future of our new business and of the future, we were now just beginning to see for ourselves. "Melanie, can I pick you up after work?" "No, I want you to go to...
This is my first submission. My stories are - will be - all set in the sixties and early seventies, before everyone had read "The Joy of Sex" and girls all used the pill. Maybe I will post an essay called "Erotica 101," if the title hasn't been used. It will let you know more, maybe too much, about me. As the first line of the story suggests, this is relate...
After I graduated I rented a room from a gruff house builder called Jimmy. He was a good guy was Jimmy, in his mid-30s. Despite his relatively young age he'd been working 20 years already. Early on as a kid he never finished school and he was too temperamental to handle for any of the bosses at the jobs he did, so he set out on his own. By 19 he had his own...
This is the fourth installment of my Guest House series. Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen. If you have the opportunity to read the other stories, it will help with the back story of the characters. I once again thank everyone for reading this and taking the time to vote. -------------------------------------------------- Dylan woke to a...
Notes from the storyteller. This is another in my small series of stories from the depths of my imagination. There is no descriptive sex in this story either. I am still do not consider myself an author but a storyteller, and do hope you agree with this. You must remember that this fiction from my imagination. All persons are of legal age in all states and n...
Author's note: Hello again reader. I'm posting this story from Maui. Yeah, I know, lucky me. I'll cut to the chase, the Wahine Lani statue is real. She is carved out of a grayish wood, sanded, oiled and polished. A giant koa tree shields her from the elements. There were cut flowers placed at her feet. My friend pointed out offerings wrapped in ti leaves pi...
[If you haven't read any of my stories before it may help to know that I write about polyamory, a little bondage, and some fun. This story includes all three. It could be in Group, in Erotic Couplings, even in Romance. I put it in Group because the fun wasn't limited to just two people... most of the time.] When the phone stopped ringing I heard a soft femi...
The rain drops smeared the windows of the bus as it threaded the early morning rush hour traffic and Samantha worried that her plans to arrive early for her first day as a receptionist in an anonymous grey concrete office block in the centre of London. She rushed up the street with her heart pounding and stumbled through the front door with barely a minute...
Toni looked at herself in the mirror. She was finally going back to work after two years and she was nervous. She decided to switch to night shift since she hadn't slept well since James died; she also decided not to work her shifts in a row thinking that it would be better for Jamie that way. The nights that she worked her parents watched him with James' pa...