Mrs Guelf, who owned the photo development store in Brewer, had twin daughters: Gwendolyn and Jessica, 18 years old and still in attendance at Grover Cleveland High. "Those poor Guelf girls," lamented one local Brewer lady. "Both plain as pudding." Indeed their skin was pasty and their mousey hair hung limp. There was a hint- in this, and the prison-like dra...
Chapter-5: The Man in White The day passed on. Sumitra after her initial discomfiture turned out to be pleasant company. However, she appeared to be pulled back by some apprehensive force that I failed to measure. She had that immense capacity to run a conversation while working. I too got caught up in work, unknowingly. She showed interest in my School d...
After her clandestine "CIA recruitment training test", a.k.a. Messalina Weekend, Vivian's junior year at the University of Wisconsin continued to proceed as satisfactorily as she could possibly have wished. She congratulated herself on conducting a successful saturnalia. She had enjoyed it to a degree beyond anything she had previously imagined in her desire...
If someone were to ask just who "she" was, I wouldn't be able to answer, as I hadn't the slightest clue. A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the past five years, I would greet each morning with the last warm fingers of a dream clinging to my mind. I'd roll on my side, and lying next to me would be a girl of my age, but with beauty unmatched by anyone el...
This is my fifth installment on my first submission. This chapter is from the point of view of Paul Beckson again. I would like to thank Redwing2655, LKHooker, and MarionRed for their editing help. I hope you enjoy. ***** Saturday 5:20PM , 10/21/2006, 8 hours prior to the end of chapter 04 ***** It was signed and done! I, Paul Beckson, was longer married t...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers. Yes, I need an editor and no I don't want an editor. If that bothers you, quit reading. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes this is in the wrong category, yes...
--- Changes. Less than a year of time has flown by... and yet it seemed to stream back a millennium. How exactly do you describe such changes as those I had experienced? The answer of course, is you can't... to my gentle readers, who have been pulled along by my words, thank you for sharing what I learned, what I felt... what I lived. But I had changed... an...
Jessica loved her job. There was something so heartwarming about teaching elementary school. She was usually in charge of third- and fourth-graders, and she thought that was just the perfect age: young enough that they still respected adult authority and hadn't descended into the depths of teenage hooliganism, but old enough that they were starting to beco...
Author's Note: Thanks so much to the few people who have commented so far! The positive feedback has made me eager to write more! Also, some real-life smuttiness not related to the story (so feel free to skip ahead past the line below) but maybe interesting to some of you: It's kind of my kink to write stories like this in public. I by no means have the bal...
Billy and Calista had been dating since the 7th grade after bonding through a mutual love of movies and comics. To most people they seemed a very mismatched couple. They were both short and slender, but that's where the similarities ended - Billy was the typical "pencil-necked geek". He had no interest in any body building, instead preferred reading and co...