Finally, the prom is here. Its your senior year at Senior High School. You've been waiting so long just for this event. You are really looking forward to the prom, and what comes after. First, Are you a chick or a dude? What's next? Dude, You are a dude! Like, you are such a chick What's next? Dude, You are a dude! Like, you are such a chick...
You'd like to think there hadn't been any warning. There had, of course. Way above your head - literally and figuratively - satellites had had their sensors tuned to the area of space long before most of them had recorded anything out of the ordinary. Other had been blinded, complex strings of code beamed up to them from hidden complexes across the globe -...
September, The start of the last days any of the senior class of Amorous High School will have within the walls of the last bits of their education here. Many students wouldn't go onto college after finishing high school; they would go straight into the work force or the military because that's just the kind of town this was. A lot of people were a part of t...
River: A high school senior who longs to lose his virginity. He is 6'5" with blue eyes, broad shoulders and blonde hair. All the girls are drawn to him, but he is not attracted to any of them. River longs for a woman who is 5'9" and is absolutely stunning. Sara: River's MILF neighbor that just moved into the house next door prior to the start of hi...
The young men waited expectantly. Many of them had done this before and lounged about the room, clad only in towels wrapped around their waists, drinking liquor from foam cups and smoking. Some wore hats, sunglasses, or masks, as was their personal style. Several were newcomers and talked nervously amongst themselves. The room was beginning to fill with smok...
The senior citizen who was trying to keep the ladder steady was a tall and slender sliver haired woman who would have been hard-pressed to do much to stop it if the ladder tipped, but Martha Twigg wanted to help the lad who was putting boxes up into the attic for her. The young fellow on the ladder was the grandson of Martha's best friend Priscilla, who had...
"How is Joe?" "Jennie, we're not going there again," Bethany said and then moved the phone away from her lips briefly as she sighed. Her daughter still insisted on asking about Joe at least once a week. "Mother, it's been months since you first mentioned him. Don't you think you've made him wait long enough? You're not getting any younger you know." "I...
Chapter 4 The Phone Call It was a Friday evening; we had been waiting and waiting for the forensics, again they were promised for Monday morning. We had been over and over the story and I had rehearsed Anne and Bill till they had their stories word perfect. Jane had reluctantly told me her side of the tale which tallied with Anne's. We were all frustrated...
Chapter 8 -- Just A Local Girl The morning started in its usual way, the sun came up, and so did I. Lying there, half awake, staring at the ceiling with a throbbing erection. The things you do to me in my sleep. Lately I have been waking up like this, mainly because you love to cuddle, and hold something. This morning was no exception. You stir, slowly slid...
You are a senior here at Greenview High. You just turned 18, as have your fellow classmates. The teenage mind being what it is, the freedom of being 18 combined with the cocktail of hormones in your brain is a ticking time bomb, and it’s only a matter of time until your sexual urges overtake you. Who needs an education when there’s so many attractive young w...