Jun 6, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter Three Technicalities Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on March 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coinciden...
Adam Stephens was President of Stephens Christian Normal School. He had been a professor for five years, but became President only six months ago, following the death of his father. There were a total of 30 students enrolled to become teachers. More than two-thirds of the students were single women, and the balance were young unmarried men. The ages of the s...
I didn't have to wait long for you to arrive. You're always here by 9:30 on the dot, every Friday night. You always pick a spot at the end of the bar, somewhere inconspicuous, somewhere you can see the whole room and where you won't get disturbed by the drunks or kids that usually frequent this dive on a weekend. I've watched you for so long now, I feel li...
This is a work of fiction. College Class Reunion I was heading down to my 25-year college re-union next weekend, so I went online to see who else was going. There are only 17 people signed up from my class. As I reviewed the list however, one name popped out at me. I hadn't seen Sharon since we'd graduated. She'd been cute back in the day. I wondered how t...
DISCLAIMER ALL PERSONS AND EVENTS ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY AND IS NOT TO BE VIEWED BY MINORS. CAN ONLY BE POSTED OR USED ON FREE WEBSITES This is a straight slutwife story as a change of pace. No interracial play or forced feminization. For some reason my email has not been showing up correctly, when stories are reform...
My culture is conservative, but that doesn't mean I have to be. Religion and culture are important, of course, but so is the individual. The name is Warsama "Sam" Osman, and I'm a tall, skinny and perpetually bald-headed young Black man of Somali descent living in metropolitan Calgary, province of Alberta. Why am I perpetually bald? It's a rare condition I'v...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * With no one to love, a man looks for his perfect Valentine, Susan, to give his heart. John looked for Susan. Searching high and low, and even though it had been years that he's been looking, not ever giving up hope, he had yet to find her. Always racking his brain for new places to look for her, he...
There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...
I'm writing this shirt story of my first threesome that led to me becoming a hotwife with my husband Mike. The story is based on an actual event, but names have been changed. It's something that I'll always remember and always gets me excited so I thought it's time for me to share. Mike and I had been dating only for a couple of months. He was tall, dark h...
Hello, again. Thank you very much for taking the time to read my submissions. If you are thoroughly confused as to what is going on, you might have missed the intro in chapter 00, so feel free to go back and read that one for some context. No song titles for this chapter, so sit back, and enjoy. An Unforgettable Melody: Ch. 01 Oh, God... what... the hell.....