A light knock on the door woke me up. "Jasmine, sweetie. I made coffee. You want one." "Morning Monica. Yes please, you really shouldn't have." Monica entered with a cup in one hand, and clothes draped over the other arm. "We need to get going soon so we can get a park at the mall." "Huh? Why?" "Well you can't keep wearing my shoes - they don't fit. An...
As soon as he heard the hummer leave he got up and walked to the bathroom to take a shower, he never thought Bam was capable of kicking them out but he was scared he would this time. When he looked at himself in the mirror he sighed in relief, the slap didn't leave a mark and he hoped it stayed like that. He then snuck back downstairs to make lunch for Silk...
All parties in this story are 18 years or older. *** Growing up in a farm town, I quickly took to motocross and being outside taking risk. While it may have kept me out of legal trouble, it would only keep me out of relationships for so long. I'm Tyler, high school senior, friends with mostly those who do extreme sports like myself, and I'm in for a world...
The name is Marlon Brown and I write these lines as a man determined to speak the truth, regardless of what happens to me. I'm a black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I've lived there with my family ever since my youth. I went out of town for a while, and attended Cunningham College in the city of Boston. I majored in Computer Science back when it see...
Jane was bored, lonely in her marriage, and at times over whelmed with the responsibilities of her life. Her husband Steve was a decent enough fellow but not as adventurous as she needed. She yearned for some excitement, sexual excitement would be best, but really anything to break the monotony of her life would due. She managed the busy household, got the g...
I was only 24 years old and living in my apartment for the fourth year. The freedom of being independent was priceless. I lived with a roommate, nice girl who sometimes stopped for a chat and the passing around of a joint but she basically wasn’t around that much. I had the place for myself, how I liked it, when I liked it and my way. I loved it. It was 3:2...
Life is going smoothly for Benni; he's sorted out his double-dipping problem and is happy that Bess seems to adore him. That's a big improvement on her mother whose interest seemed confined to his tongue, fingers and penis, though that doesn't necessarily indicate that daughters are more sophisticated than their mothers. Here we learn more about Benni – his...
The next few days were peaceful, tranquil. until the day of Kat's appointment. Val was very sick. It was as if his body took on all of the pain and nausea of Kat's pregnancy. Although he truly wanted to, he was in no position to accompany us to the ob-gyn. "I'll be fine," Val groaned as he went back to bed. "Should we call your mom?" I asked Kat. Kat look...
Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgende...
Goddamn-it, I got the cart that pulls to the left, I always end up with the defective cart; the loose wobbly wheel, the one that pulls to one side or the other or the always classic, the one that has lost the grounding wire so every time you touch it you get the bite of built up static charge nipping at your fingers. Are carts hard to maintain? perhaps it wa...