Everyone in the story is 18 or older. There is no sex in this chapter.. Please enjoy! I could tell this day would be bad. I woke up 40 minutes late. Fuck. I shouldn't have studied so late last night. "Come on Tal, you have to get up and get ready for school. Today's gonna be a long day." I said out loud. I walked into the bathroom and stopped in front of...
My name is Kassie; I’m 18 and am doing my HSC this year. I have always set very strict goals for myself and force myself to reach them, that’s why this year has been so hard, but it will be worth it. Now, at my school it is compulsory, during our final year, to take part in a psychological program to monitor student stress levels during the HSC. Once a week...
Francesca smiled as she woke up next to Michael. They had slept for a couple of hours after spending the afternoon in bed. She sat up in bed and started to move to the edge of the bed. She jumped as Michael grabbed her hand. 'Mmm where are you sneaking off to?' Michael sleepily whispered, his fingers gently stroking Francesca's hand. 'I was just going to...
She had seen him at the pool during the summer. He had just moved in and was pleasant to talk to. Good looking, a little out of shape, but broad shoulders and an easy confidence that made her wonder. He was always looking at her eyes when they talked and she found herself losing her train of thought, thinking about his eyes and what was going on behind them....
I lay still for a moment waiting for the rumbling outside to settle then spoke softly with words in a question he couldn't possibly answer, "Did I miss my period?" Just as a loud crack snapped the air and the wind driven rain began slamming leaves and debris against the window glass in disharmony with the boom of thunder. Then for a few moments, a hush fille...
Wayne Kyleen Stonehammer. Who could forget a euphonious name like that? More important, who could forget Kyleen? It's been over fifty years, and my memory of her and that summer we met remain as vivid as a morning sunrise on a cloudless day. It was the summer of 1966. Lyndon Johnson was president. We were mired in Vietnam. Gas was around thirty cents a ga...
The finale...enjoy. * Chapter Eleven - Business As Usual The businessman sat in his cheap London hotel room sipping a Johnny Walker. He twiddled what appeared to be a business card between his fingers. The small black high-gloss card had the silhouette of a stylised schoolgirl with her skirt flung high showing off her stockings embossed on it in silver. U...
Chapter 1: The Dedicated and Delightful Detective Decker. Note: This is more a slow burn story, although I think it'll be worth it in the end. There's a large age difference between the main character and love interest (18 and 35 respectively), so if that bothers you, don't go further ahead. There's also a lot of swearing. ———— The first time I met Wil...
It must've been cruel fate that Claire Winters was born in the small town of Podunk. Podunk was not ironically named, even if its settlers had intended it to be. Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe "Podunk" was the name of the town's founder. Claire didn't know. She never really researched into the history of the founding of her birthplace. She did know this: This pla...
I am driving to meet my boyfriend to play tennis at a posh new country club in Hollywood. I am thinking how this past year has been so wonderful for me. Yamaguchi Enterprises, for which I had worked nearly all my life, was finally expanding to the United States. They selected me to be the Marketing Vice President of their new business located in Los Angeles....