WHY? How come? What's going to happen to me? Where do I go from here? What could I have done differently? These are but a few of the questions someone asks themselves when things go bad in our lives and relationships. I was always taught if you were a good guy, worked really hard, and did the best you can, things would turn out alright. I think I've done tho...
Lila was a skinny blonde high school senior with undersized breasts. She was an okay student but had very bad test anxiety. She tried her best and studied hard but no matter what she’d just freeze up during exams. She was nervous because she had big weekend plans but was about to get her most recent test back. She tried to think positively and hope she did w...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Thanks for all of the comments and very useful constructive criticism on the Mrs. Mills' Predicament series! I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed it! I hope you are not too disappointed by the limited (or really, lack of) overtly sexual content in this, the 9th chapter of the series. Once you've read this chapter, I think you'll notice that t...
Linking up with a female was never a problem for Argo Ballard. It continued to surprise him that some people had problems finding another person for company, recreational purposes or whatever. Argo's advice – and he frequently gave this advice to friends and acquaintances – was to keep it simple. I know Argo well as he's my neighbor, we attended the same s...
The coach and Tamica spent Saturday night at the cabin and returned to Lakeville Sunday. In an effort to make sure no one suspected a thing, Tamica left more than a couple hours before Bret. He was the hoping that come Monday morning, she would act like Monique had acted a couple weeks earlier: as if nothing had happened over the weekend. He was right. Tami...
Ginny Helped Me Make Perfect Dating Arrangements With Rachel Forkner's Mom I woke up remembering what a good time I had with Jane last night, and later that same evening, with Jennifer. Those sweet girls really know how to satisfy my unending appetite for sex. Yesterday was the best birthday I'd ever experienced. Now, I have one hour and forty minutes to w...
Vanville is a small college town; small college, small town. The Van part is for vanilla. At least, that is how I viewed it during my four years there. Being a 22 year old freshman with limited funds I needed a job and a place to stay. My guidance counselor was not much help with either so I took a room near the school and continued to look for employment....
There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. Sex, Susan's Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting about men. * "Wait," he said looking hurt as if he was the woman and she was the man. "You could stay awhile longer," he said. Obviously in the way that he was looki...
Alternative title: How to really fuck things up. I suppose it really started about five months ago. I will never understand why such a little incident stuck in my mind so much. It had been a normal Saturday morning, and in the afternoon, I was taking my Son Robert (14) to his football match and my wife Ronnie (Veronica) was going to take our Karen (12) dau...
As a young elementary school teacher in the 1970's, I was not paid during the summer and I had a mortgage I was responsible for. I taught summer school and worked as the night desk clerk at the Holiday Inn on weekends and on Wednesdays from 4 to 11 PM. This particular Holiday Inn was where the airline crews stayed on their layovers. During that summer I got...