I remember I was sent to the grocery store by my wife who needed a few things for dinner. I was in the bread aisle checking out the buns and squeezing them to see which were the freshest when this gorgeous soccer mom came down the aisle in my direction. She was dressed like a usual soccer mom right down to the real pearls around her neck. She smiled when s...
I still remember the first time I met Anastasia Richardson. She was tall, with dishwater blonde hair and a thin, wiry frame. Anastasia wasn't the kind of girl that could just sit on her laurels and do nothing with her life. She had goals, plans, and dreams that she wanted to see through until the end. She had stayed goal-oriented and driven until she had lan...
Kurt tossed socks and underwear from a duffel bag into a drawer in his dorm room. He had finished his summer job with the Forest Service only two days ago, allowing only a single day to pack his return to college. A junior business major, he was a dean's list student and plays striker on the varsity men's soccer team. Soccer practice was beginning tomorrow,...
A three part series that takes place in the same universe as The Lake House Rules, but which stands apart. More soccer than sex in the first chapter, so I hope you stay with me. All characters that engage in any sort of sexual behavior in this story are 18. Tuesday M.J. Tucker, her red jersey with its ram's head bearing the number 9, passed the ball back t...
The backseat of Mia's light blue mini-van was already pulsing with adolescent excitement. She pulled into the extended parking lot of the park with something bordering on enthusiasm brewing in her stomach as well. The unusually empty parking lot went unacknowledged in her mind as her tawny eyes glinted with a smile. She gazed out past some bushes and welcome...
Rick scanned through a pile of photographs flipping from girl to girl trying to pick the one that he would most fulfill his fantasies. When he found one whose image spoke to him he would flip it over and read through her profile, seeing if the girl was into what he was into. Narrowing it down to two girls he loosened the belt on his pants. He was very happ...
The cheers and chants were still ringing round the ground, though it had been over five minutes since the Memphis Christians victorious soccer team had left the field after clinching victory in the Tennessee State College Soccer League. It wasn't true that the Memphis Christians won nothing, but it had to be said that this was the first time since 1947 that...
An 18-year-old male was sitting on the examination table with his injured ankle up on the table as well. He was a very cute guy with short light brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a t-shirt and soccer shorts because he came straight to the hospital from playing a game with a soccer team called the Knights. I, Dr. Alyssa Carson, came in with x-rays in m...
My name is Kyle O'Neill. I'm a five-foot-eleven, brown-haired and blue-eyed man of Irish-American and Hispanic descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am twenty six years old. Folks who don't know me too well think that I am a nice, quiet person. The nicest man they know. That's what most people used to say about me for the longest time. The...
"...and in conclusion, remember what it means to be a counselor at Camp Wakanaki. The little ones will be coming in tomorrow, so make sure everything around camp is ready by then." John yawned, and couldn't wait to get out of the musky cabin where Leila Saunders, the senior counselor, was giving his final briefing before the kids were expected to arrive. The...