Tip of the hat to Partisan for the idea I walked up the steps of San Laconia High School with my books. Finally a chance to give back, an opportunity to do something for the underprivileged. Since my student-activist days at UCLA, I dreamed of teaching in a South Central school, and there I was, my first day as a teacher. After getting teacher certificatio...
About a week after I published my story about Kathy, Pat and John e-mailed me about their fantasy. There's a whole other story coming out of this little adventure... you'll read about it in the future... but here's their adventure. It's a Duzzie! Letters to Cassie: Part 1- Pat Begins... My name is Pat. I'm a 45 year old middle school mentor teacher in Orc...
We left bright and early Tuesday morning, which unknown by me was the same day the girls were going in for their doctor's appointments for the Pill. The ride downstate with my parents was fun, although long -- 5 hours in a non-air-conditioned car in late July. I had never really seen the middle and southern part of the state, although, there wasn't much to...
A change in direction for Jamie. ~ ~ ~ Janet looked up at me from her desk, asking if I had a nice weekend. I just smiled, and she got up and followed me into my office. She closed and locked the door, sat in the chair in front of my desk and demanded, "Alright, spill, Jamie!" I told her all about my weekend romp with 'Sherri with an i', and I could...
***This work is original and may not be republished without permission. MORRISON In the fall Brian had gone to the University of Nebraska in Lincoln. It was only a couple hours away so he either came home for the weekend or Gwen went to visit him. She took a fast food job to earn money for the bus under the condition that she would work no weekends. It was...
There is a framed, color photograph resting on one of the built-in shelves in the living room of my 5th floor apartment. Everyone who visits me here in downtown Baltimore pauses to pick it up and look. There are nine bare-chested guys in the photo, all in their late teens or early 20s, standing beside each other, outstretched arms over arms, on a bright sun...
The late afternoon's light had just given way to a gentle dusk of early evening as Jake looked through the lens and checked on the camera view of his young wife. She was standing on the far side of their bedroom, leaning slightly away from him as she struggled to pull the T shirt over her head in response to his last request. "Go on Kayla; just lift it ov...
**All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. This story is a fantasy and is not meant to reflect any real persons dead or alive.** * "... and don't forget this tomorrow's meeting! I'm expecting you to close this deal, don't let me down." "No problem. You know you can count on me." Justin said, while looking over the paperwork. Adjusting hi...
There were very few college classes I ever enjoyed as much as Karla Dietz'. I had been introduced to Shakespeare in middle school, loved the twists and turns of the stories, so I was already pre-disposed towards the classics. Professor Dietz taught two Shakespeare classes, one on the Tragedies and one on the Comedies, and a separate seminar on Dickens. Ther...
As you probably know, my petite little Asian wife does not share my passion for showing her off to other guys. She is not at all outgoing in public and especially around other men. It seems she has always been somewhat intimidated yet all too trusting probably for her own good. She does love to dance and has a great passion to get dressed up and go out and l...