Chapter 12 - GETTING MY OWN ROOM Mae said, "Let's go do some shopping. Maybe it will get your mind to slow down for a minute. You need some supplies. Fuck! I forgot, I never put your clothes in the dryer. You can wear some of mine." We went into her bedroom and she opened her closet; it was a walk-in. She said, "Well forget a bra, mine are too big for yo...
Megan was finally an upperclassman. After all that time being at the bottom of the food chain, she was now a senior at her local Westroot High. She had had a pretty normal first three years. She had ok grades, dated a little bit, tried different groups, and had a generally good time. But something had seemed different that summer. There were talks about some...
It was a Friday night and I was over at my friend Mary's house, we were both on the PTA and she was the head of planning this year's high school graduation. She had invited me over to help her iron out some of the final details for the graduation, it was only a week away and it had honestly been a lot more work than either of us had imagined it would be. Obv...
I had just gotten off work and wanted to get home and relax. I had been speeding. But there are never cops out here. It's the middle of now where. By the time I saw the cop coming in the other direction I knew it was too late. As soon as we passed each other he quickly did a u-turn and turned on his lights. I immediately pulled over and started looking for...
**This story is inspired by true events. No animals were harmed in the writing of this story. Except for that one chupacabra. But he's okay now. Don't forget to vote. Comments are cool, too. Public comments are even better. Okay, so just read the damn thing then.** * It was just another fall Friday afternoon. The birds were singing, the skies were gray...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry. This is a repost of an older story so there will be no voting. * I don't usually listen in on other people's conversations and have no idea what possessed me to listen in on this one. It was Sunday afternoon and I was in the basement working on the hot water heater when I heard the phone rang. I didn't know what my wi...
This was always the favorite part of her drive home from the beach, top down, wind blowing through her still damp hair, and the sun still shining brightly on her warm skin. Peggy was still in her suit, covered only with a short wrap-around skirt as she headed home from her favorite secluded beach spot. Her skin had a healthy sun kissed glow and her hair, alt...
Having reached the age of fifty-five and grown invisible to young women, I find myself reminiscing more and more about my former sex life. It was a good one. The list of women I had intercourse with numbers thirty-six, unless I've forgotten one or two. As I created the list, I realized that more than a third of those were "one-night stands." Seven of those r...
Selena Wilson sat up in her bed slowly. The previous night's activities had taken their toll and she was a little tender. The last thing she remembered was the two men tucking her in after they had gently bathed her. She smiled. They had both been sweet afterward, making sure she was okay, bringing her down with caresses and soft words. Selena looked at the...
The red and blue lights in the rear windows of the conversion van caused an even greater knot in my stomach. I hated to drive the conversion. It was huge compared to my A4 Audi. It handled like shit, lumbered slowly up to speed on the highway entrance ramp, and every breeze in the wind caused the side of the van to act as sail and move it back and forth in t...