Mary Lou follows the veteran cheerleaders out of the tunnel onto the sidelines of the football field. The roar of the crowd felt like a gust of wind, hitting her body. The waves of cheer flowed through her body and made the hair on her arms stand on end. Her body felt alive, even though she was nervous. This was her first time as a cheerleader at a college f...
50 Years. It can't really be 50 years. A lot has happened in the past 50 years. The Grateful Dead once sang the words, "what a long strange trip it's been." How fitting that I use a quote from a San Fransisco band as I sit in Golden Gate Park, not far from where I was 50 years ago. Today, I'm a gray haired senior citizen on a retired government pension. I...
Day three dawned muggy, with thunderous looking clouds dominating the horizon. As time went on, the weather only became more depressing, with a light but permanent drizzle adding a damp sheen to everything. As I peered out of the flap of our tent, it started raining harder, and a chilling wind whipped around my face and neck, causing me to retreat into the s...
"Well, see you next time then." Sam smiled as he used his white cane to find his way into the bus. He waves in the direction where Julia's goodbyes come from. As the bus drives him home he over thinks the last few weeks. He cannot remember that he ever felt so much for a girl. They met each other in the train, he takes it to go to school every day and she t...
As with most of us, I too am a hard working young lady who works to pay bills and maybe if I'm lucky get to take a week or two off for vacation every year. My job is that of a server for one of the major sit down restaurant chains. I work long shifts and am on my feet for hours at a time as are my co-workers. We do our best to give our customers the best ser...
Carole opened the door with her heart fluttering in her chest like a caged bird. She had started out the morning just as she did every other weekday. Her husband had left for work, paying her as little interest as usual. She had helped her son dress and driven him and his older sister to school. So far, her normal morning had ticked by, agonisingly slowly; t...
Buffy had walked into the hotel room after 2 PM, getting some food for her and some blood from the local butcher shop for Spike. Making sure that she didn't expose him to any of the deadly rays of the sun, she closed the door behind her. Luckily the sun was at its peak so there wasn't any direct sunlight getting into the room. Spike was still asleep in the...
Foreword This letter from Kate to Karen is a bit of a whimsical follow-up to The First Summer series. If you are just here just for a quick read about sex and have not been reading that series, it's probably better to bypass this story. While it has some mildly erotic content, you'll find it disappointing. It is really just a segway into additional stori...
She saw him across the room. He was dressed normally, in a gray T-shirt and black jeans. She was attracted to him because he was alone. All the other guys in the bar were trying to get some girl or another's attention. But he was sitting in a corner, nursing on a Budweiser. She kept trying to pull her eyes away from him, and back to her date, but it was no u...
I hold this truth to be self evident, that there is almost nothing better in life than a man right out of the shower. I'm getting ahead of myself though; let me start at the beginning. I have a guy friend who is closer to me than almost anyone. We have been friends for years and have reached the point that we are very comfortable just being ourselves with ea...