I woke up to gentle kisses on my neck. I turned my head to look at the person that was kissing me, but it was too dark (or maybe I was too hung over) to make out anything more than a silhouette. I closed my eyes and laid my head back down, deciding just to enjoy it, as I thought about the fun I had the night before... It was our 17th month anniversary, and s...
Hi this is rs. I am 21 years old. I'm from pune. When I was in school I used to go to a lady for math tuition, and god she was an angel. Her name was Anjali Patel(name changed). I just called her ma'am. She had a beautiful face, great body and was very sweet. The best description would be that she was an angel! She was fair skinned. She was slightly on th...
Shauna waits tables at a local restaurant. I met her when I first moved to town. She was still in high school then and worked part-time as a waitress. Now twenty-three years old, she still looks eighteenish and is sweet as the girl next door. She has very curly dirty blonde hair and big hazel eyes. She stands about five-foot-six-inches tall and weighs all of...
I remembered how he looked the first time I seen him. His name was Jack. He was wearing faded jeans and a black t-shirt, his arm muscles were bulging as he lifted the boxes and carried them into the house next door. He looked like a movie hunk to me. He had dark hair, overly long, that fell over his green eyes, big arms, flat stomach, tight buns and a face t...
The summer of 2018 marked 10 years since I graduated from high school. I got a letter in the mail forwarded to me by my parents from my old school. Dear Joseph, Can you believe it's already been 10 years since we graduated from Emerson High School? We want to catch up with you and other classmates and find out what's been happening in your life since we pa...
Fun fact: this IS a true story. I've changed the names, including my own, the girl's, and the band director's, but it is indeed a real-life experience I had. And yes, it was this good. ;) * * * * * First off, let me introduce myself. I'm Mark, and I'm a senior in high school. I've been in marching band as long as I can remember--I'm a trombone player, and...
Graduate school was starting in a month and my nineteenth birthday would occur just before then. I was a bookworm. A tall, skinny, pretty boy with a fantastic memory and a confused heart. My Mom named me Riley and I began walking and talking earlier than most. I loved playing in my mom's closet and dresser drawers. Her clothes were colourful and soft, her p...
My name is Roy and I had a bully named Laura, she always seemed to hate me for not reason. Little did I know she actually liked me, well this is how it all began. I was at school walking down the hallway, when Laura pushed me into the lockers. Shit I say don’t you ever take a day off I say smirking. She then asks “what did you say to me?” You heard me I say...
My tribute to the student hairdresser named Greg whom I’ll never forget. * I was fifteen years old. It was 1972. Mom had two coupons for free hair stylings at a local beauty college. She let me make use of both coupons. I don't recall much about the first styling. I will never forget the second. The student hairdresser who would perform that styling int...
I awoke confused in the dim hours of early morning. Strong masculine arms were wrapped around me and I felt a soft beard against my face. I remembered, I had slept with David. It had been spectacular. But now what? I glanced at his alarm clock. It was 3 am. Thoughts raced through my head: We need to talk about what's going to happen next. Because if this was...