It was generally regarded that the joint US-Soviet lunar landing marked the beginning of the end of the Cold War. Technologies on both sides of the iron curtain were utilized for space without restriction by the start of the 1970s. This synthesis of ideas resulted in the discovery of a new material capable of retaining its integrity under unimaginable stre...
"Wake up Vishal!" his mom hollered, shaking his shoulder. The 18 year old stirred groggily. Was he late for school? Wait, wasn't it the weekend? "It's Saturday, mom. Let me sleep!" He pulled the blanket up over his head, twisting sideways to ensure that his mom wouldn't see the bulge of his morning wood. But his mom wouldn't go away. She started tugging...
The August morning of the Monday before school was blinding, and if it hadn't been for the mirrored sunglasses, Lauren would be squinting. Lauren braved running her bike over the small dirt piles left by the construction workers because they hadn't finished the soft-scape yet. She pulled up along side the bike racks and slowly put her battered sneaker to the...
I had decided to show more of my legs to Ramesh at school so ignored teacher's warning. Folded my skirt one inch more and oh my god, I was looking like a slut going to fuck. I got a message from Ramesh while I was getting ready. He asked me if he can pick me up to school, which I accepted. I waited at the bus stand near to school. There were two men in fort...
It was another late Saturday night on the bus. I was a senior in high school and I was in marching band (really cool, I know). It was a Saturday in late October, and we were coming back from a contest that had been held two hours away from our school. These bus rides would normally suck, but the past month or two I had been hanging out with this girl, Blai...
Note: This story takes place on a planet where men do not have the same legal rights that women enjoy. All adult males are routinely referred to as "boys" as a sign of their inferior social status (much as women in the 1950s in the U.S. were often dismissively called "girls"). No sexual activity involving minors should be inferred. All of the characters in t...
Please be kind, this is my very first submission. I know it is not great, but I would like any kind of constructive criticism. Thanks.:) * * * * * I woke up this morning, feeling refreshed and ready for anything that came my way. I showered and dressed and drove to school in my red Mustang, a sign of my spoiled life. But yet, as I sat in traffic in front o...
I could hear the excited voices ringing out through my hazy brain, "Three"," Four"," I'm number five". The numbers kept going higher. How had I gotten into this mess? High School had been a flurry of parties and goofing off. California school standards were a joke. I slid by on my good looks and reputation as a party girl, knowing I could have fun in high s...
I was the school loser, not so much because I was a geek, but because I was from a poor family and it was a well off school. I used to habitually hide in the library during recess and lunch, because I knew I was safe in there. As a result I pretty much had no relationships with girls at all. Those who tolerated me did so more out of pity than interest in me...
Three weeks ago my eight year old daughter came home from school and right away I knew something wasn’t quite right. She was quiet and didn’t divulge her day to me as usual. My wife and I both realized something must have happened at school and we agreed that she would speak to her before bed. I was about to fall asleep when my wife came in and told me ever...