All content copyright 2012 Ted Szabo This is part 3 of a longer work, "Brick House." Chapter 3 Kate and I didn't speak for the next few days, and I feared that what had once seemed like a pretty promising young relationship might have skipped middle age, galloped straight through its dotage, and moved on directly to an early grave. Do not pass Go, do not...
NOTE: I especially want to thank takemeawaymylove for all her hard work and due diligence in helping this short story come to fruition. Writing is hard work, editing doubly so. I know first hand what it feels like to work under pressure in that environment. "C" deserves every bit of credit for midwifing this tale through the past few weeks. Any writer worth...
This story is an alternative perspective of a story written by Captain_Ron, entitled "Elise and My Roommates". All events written here are my own interpretation. They match up with the original story, but tell it from Elise's point of view. I've gotten permission from Captain_Ron to publish this story, with the caveat that future chapters of his story may or...
[This story has a little sex in it. It may contain incest depending on how you define incest. The story wrestles with the question, 'Is it incest if you don't know you are related until after the sex?' I'm putting the story under Romance for reasons I hope are evident when you read it. I look forward to your comments.] The announcement to put our seatbacks...
The warm, gentle wind swept playfully through the vibrancy of another summers night at Williams University. The dorm houses buzzed with excitement and anticipation for a night of celebration, and as tonight officially marked the end of another semester, it was definitely a reason for celebration. The campus was filled with beaming smiles and relaxed faces, a...
I'm a 22 year old coed at a pretty decent engineering university in Southern California. I study electrical engineering, which can be pretty challenging, both from an academic as well as a social standpoint. I stay on campus to be close to class. But even so, Thursday mornings are rough. Really rough. Thursday is a light lab day for me, so I tend to hit the...
“Models for life drawing class. No experience req’d. $6-8/hr. Anywhere College. 555-9852.” Hmmm, it sounded easy. It was better than minimum wage. Being at the beginning of the fall semester and short of cash, I decided to call. “Art department. How may I help you?” From her voice she sounded over 40 and a smoker. I envisioned her over weight too. “I am ca...
Ryu's POV My eyes fluttered open as the alarm on my clock rang. It was already 6:00AM, which meant it was time for me to get up. Lifting my hand up, I slammed the snooze button on the top, only for the clock to smash into pieces. I groaned in anger as I clenched my hand in ire. That was the third clock this week. If I didn't have my strength under control...
My phone rang the next morning, insistent, waking me up. I put it to my ear and said, "Hello?" When I heard her voice, the whole of last night flooded into my mind. I felt a wave of conflicting emotions, all hitting me at once. Pride at knowing her. Lust, at how wanton she was. Shame, at what I'd put her through. I also felt very tender, like I just wante...
a Blanke Schande story by Donnylaja * She kept crying, clutching the pillow in front of her and her drawn-up knees, as if the pillow were an article of clothing. But she had no clothing, nor did the three roommates who sat around her on her bed. It was the first rule of the college: at Blanke Schande, female students had to be naked at all times. They were...