My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...
You wanted nothing more than to escape the life you found yourself in. Growing up in a lower class borough brought hardships that someone your age shouldn't have had to deal with such as working part time jobs in the afternoons and evenings, having to take care of the house while your parents were out working or drinking (usually drinking), and trying to fee...
I knew her before she was famous. That is something we've all heard before. Most people are just running their mouths and don't mean what they say. That was not the case for Chuck Weston. He did know someone before they were famous. He knew her very, very well. Her name was Pamela Lotz. The world would come to know her as megastar fashion model simply called...
I am of Italian decent, born in the south and raised in the north, I have been lucky enough to move to Nashville to pursue being a TV Reporter. Now I know that the profession of Reporting has fallen into the same category as being a Politician, or a Lawyer. I have always thought that exposing the wrong people do to help the little guy was a noble thing, but...
This is a story I wrote a few years back. It is about a woman who is addicted to pain and knows that it can destroy her, but still seeks the blissful "golden cocoon" that lies on the other side of the pain and humiliation. Her addiction controls her, but she finds help from an unexpected source- her Uncle Jack and her sister Tracey. She also finds out that s...
I met Louise in my freshman year of college. She was the prettiest girl I had ever met, but she was special in another way. Unlike some pretty girls, who were stuck up, so to speak, Louise was charming and sweet. We dated for three months, but sexually I never got anywhere with her. We enjoyed some kissing and a little petting, but Louise was not really in...
Note: All characters are over 18. ***** Sasha felt her eyes open and looked around. She was expecting to see her own bed and possibly Kaitlyn's arms wrapped around her waist as her mistress held her. However, both of these things were absent and the room seemed very unfamiliar to her. The fogginess of her mind prevented her from seeing exactly what was goi...
Sitting in the driver’s seat of your parked convertible, you lean back and enjoy the view of the sun’s glow over the ocean. Next to you, your new traveling companion is still sleeping. The chloroform her family used on her still hasn’t worn off. You hope she wakes up in time to see the sunrise. She’s young, slim, and blond, with long hair. She was still in h...
When the universe first had the spark of existence, the first inkling of anything more than total, unending nothingness, a rod was formed from the ashes of a lost world. Barely a few hundred billion atoms long, this rod held a power from the universe before; a power from a universe whose laws of physics were entirely different from the universe following. Th...
Important note: This is NOT my story. I found this on the web a long time ago and kept it. I thought it was cool so I'm posting it. I've searched for it and never found it again. If you know the author or if this offends people, I will take this down gladly. I have not even changed the grammar mistakes. ***** Normally, a friend saying "hello" does not make...