Two weeks later . . . Alissa Willcott walked up to the front door of her parents' mansion and wondered what she should do. There was a time, not so long ago, when Alissa would have just walked right in, after all, this was where she grew up. But having gone away to college, and having learned about her mother's sexual perversions, Alissa suddenly felt like...
copyright Nora Quick 2012. As always, I welcome comments and feedback! _________________________________ He was a shock to my system. Stellan Kellner was the man I'd been charged to find and help me navigate my way through a dangerous world, a mentor of knowledge even if he was to be a possible opponent in a battle to the death. We were fighting to save...
The Podium 2 – Gotta Pay to Play By Baron Cumhausen Podium 1 Background There's a small auditorium at the small community college I'm attending this summer where, in the late afternoon, I join several other students on Tuesdays for a public speaking workshop. It's nothing formal, no teachers or TAs. It's just a half dozen or so of us guys who decided to...
Background The fall semester was about to start and I was excited to see what my class would look like this year. Though I am a happily married man and never intended to go outside of the bond, I always felt like a kid on Christmas Eve waiting to see what co-eds would be enrolled for the upcoming semester. I guess I should start with a little background...
The dark holds him close, like a lover maybe, he thought with a grin. The dark is his friend, his protection. It is a summer night. There is no moon. The stars twinkle above him as he waits in his hiding place. His name is Jimmy. He is an eighteen year old senior at Hay Long High. He is hidden, waiting as he has before, waiting for Mrs. Johnson to appear....
This is my first story ever, so cut me some slack. ***** A thin white carpet of snow had fallen by the time I had walked the ten blocks to the Cleveland Art Museum just as it opened. I loved the museum for many reasons including that I had met Heather, my wife, here. On a very similar day two years ago, I decided to study at the art museum because it had t...
Hello, there. My name is TJ. I am a young Haitian brother from the state of Massachusetts. I'm eighteen years old and I am studying Criminology at Bridgewater State College. I have a story to share with you. It's a story about life, love and what happens when a young man gets lost and has to find his way back to what truly matters. Back in high school, I wa...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (22 min/mp3) * * * * * I poked my head outside the doorway to my dorm room, and scanned up and down. The pale blue flames flickering along the walls were at their low nighttime level, but they shed enough light to see that the corridor was empty. Heart thudding in my chest, I slipped out, and let the door slide silently s...
******** Chapter 1 ******** I wasn't particularly successful with women in my youth. I did okay. I dated in high school and college and I had a few steady girlfriends, but I was never much of a pick up artist. Most of the girls I ended up with were friends first, or at least acquaintances. When it came to picking up women at a party or in a bar, I usually...
Before my retirement, I had worked for 30 years as a Literary Classics professor at a small New England college. Both I and the students thought it funny and strange that my last name was "Shakespeare", but it was. Luckily, my first name was "Donald", not "William." The college had an antique mandatory retirement policy which meant that once you reached the...