Prologue Kabul, Afghanistan Leo Yamasato came through the door and looked into the eyes of the enemy with a calm he did not expect he possessed. He took several steps forward slowly and come to stop in the middle of the room. The door closed behind him, its light wood frame made almost no sound except the latch catching. Leo stood with feet just shoulder...
Winter break was coming to an end in a few weeks. I would soon be attending my senior year at the high school across the open field next to my house. I was going to be the "new kid" in the school which meant I would have to get to know everybody the last year of high school. I wasn't looking forward to this but it was a fast approaching reality that was goin...
When I was in my junior year at Oceanview U., my boyfriend Ryosuke and I 'broke up.' I think basically he is a good guy, sweet, attentive, funny, sexy, but he sometimes gets sidetracked by women from his past. Even though we were theoretically on a break, we kept on seeing each other. To be honest, I was still a little angry at him, but it seemed like he wan...
Jake really had to pee. He had been on the road for hours. He was heading home to Columbus, after a semester at the University of Colorado. That meant over 18 hours on I-70. He was making good time, and had just hit Kansas City. But his bladder wouldn't wait any longer. He pulled off at the next rest stop, and raced to the bathroom. The line was out the door...
Author's Note: Not long after finishing the original story, I got the idea for a different ending. It will help the reader to read the first installment. As always, I hope you enjoy. As far as my written story being for therapeutic reasons, that ended with the part you have already read. Now I probably could have benefited from additional therapy, but I di...
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As I entered the small tearoom hidden away at the back of the packing area, I heard Janice say. "Ever fancied doing it with a dwarf?" Candice wasn't slow in her reply "I would if his cock was big enough" And then the two middle aged women fell about giggling before Janice pulled another bootleg dvd out of her bag and with a huge grin added. "Like this gu...