"This is total bullshit!" I sighed, frustrated and upset. "Liv! Language!" My mom was quick to chastise. We sat in the counselor's office at Washington Memorial High School, and before stepping out of the office to answer a phone call, we had just been informed that due to a "credit transfer issue" I would be held back a semester. This meant that I would be...
I was very nervous as I walked up the steps to her house. Jenny had invited me over to her house earlier that day. I was nervous because of what I had started in motion. Let me give you some history. Jenny Johnson and I both have kids at the local elementary school. She is a great person and I have always liked her. My wife teases me because she thinks Jenn...
Authors Note: All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. The two main characters, Aiden and Scarlet, are both 18 years old and seniors in high school. Chapter 1 - Initiation Aiden walked past a floor length mirror in his house on the way out to school. He was a senior in Kempton High. The reflection he saw was a chosen one. Long black pants t...
Note: The author expresses his gratitude to user BlueEyed5ftAngel for her editing efforts to make this a more readable story. I had a philosophy for life --- "keep it on cruise control." Why put out a lot of effort when things come easy? That lasted until the end of the first semester of my junior year of high school, when I brought home my first ever repor...
Keith's first and last season as assistant softball coach/assistant football coach at Westside high school was unofficially coming to a close today, which was the last day of school for all students. He knew the day he was hired that he probably wouldn't be stuck coaching high school sports for long, and sure enough he'd gotten the call he'd been waiting for...
Margaret stood inside the booth surrounded by a myriad of crafts while people around her milled about and perused her wares. She wore a long flower print cotton dress with a high neck line befitting her surroundings at the church fair. The conservative dress, despite the high neck line, did little to hide her huge f cup breasts and her dark areola were somew...
Thank you to Techsan for editing my story and making it a much better read. Not a lot of sex in this story. Note from Jake Rivers: DG Hear and I worked together doing the "Back Up Buddy" and "Hey, Joe!" stories and then collaborating on "Wish Me Luck, The Sequel." This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitational's I put toget...
This is the first story I have ever attempted to write. I'm fairly well educated, and am pretty imaginative when I'm half asleep in my huge bed. My entire life I have wanted to be a Special Forces soldier in the military (either Recon or Green Berets), and like to fantasize about rescuing beautiful women from dire situations :D. If you would like to comment,...
I was thrilled at the prospect of being hired as an assistant professor of English at the small New England college where I had first gone on a scholarship as a freshman. I had been drafted into the peacetime army right after college and had traveled around the world some before enrolling in graduate school at Columbia University in New York City. I finally...
This is a true story from my wild youth. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy sharing it with you all. I was always a somewhat troublesome student in high school. I started out being a good boy, a good student, first string linebacker, somewhat of a star around school. I am not exactly sure how the transformation happened, but girls, fun and drugs...