Chapter 12 - Cecilia's own words Cecilia's life returned to normal the following Thursday morning. She woke up, went to class, and talked to the professors from her Wednesday classes about making up the work from the lectures she had missed. However, the previous day's incident left her badly shaken, by making her fully aware of how fragile her life truly w...
"I promise I won't go to the police," Heather said. She wasn't certain if Dana was telling the truth, but she was too scared to take the risk. And everything Dana said made sense anyway. Wealthy families tended to get what they wanted, even when what they wanted wasn't exactly legal. "Good girl," said Dana as she patted Heather on the knee in a motherly sor...
Chapter 19 - A hard lesson from Ruth Burnside The following day was Friday, the final day of the first week of classes and of the pledges' second week with the Four-Beta Sorority. At 5:30 the four young women got off their cots and prepared to go for the morning run. Tracy came downstairs, only to be pleasantly surprised that her charges already were up and...
Chapter 15 - Sorority property on loan The following morning was Tuesday, exactly one week since Lisa and her companions started their internment in the Four-Beta sorority. The day would be significant for two other reasons. First, it was the day the pledges would begin going to the university to attend to their academic responsibilities. For brief periods...
She stood in front of him, dressed in only a button-down pink shirt and a denim skirt that came to mid-thigh. She wore flat sandals that slipped off easily. Her shoulder length auburn hair was pulled back in a loose and messy ponytail. She smiled up at him, waiting for his command. "Sit in the middle seat of the second row," his strong voice ordered her. He...
----=(First stop 1)=---- Their chauffeur had waited next to the passenger door for longer than he liked. 'Typical mentarion attitude; just leave the little guy hanging,' he thought, 'Why can't they just tell me what they want like regular people?' He considered himself to be as intrigued by mentarion ways as the next guy, but being around them personally...
The name is Kyle Jamal Francisco. My close friends and favorite family members call me K.J. I am the villain of this story. Who am I? In the eyes of the world, I am a tall, good-looking young black man currently living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. What is my profession? I'm a part-time Criminal Justice student at Bridgewater State College and a fu...
Please note: this is an official copy of the handbook actually used at Dr. Deucel's famous finishing school which was in existence in Wayward on the Tool in Lower Suckexx during the latter part of the Nineteenth Century. Dr. Deucel's school was known for taking ladies in their twenties and older that everyone else had given up on and helping them become happ...
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----=(Empaths and politics)=---- Twelve centuries prior to Majgen's birth, it was officially confirmed and publicly announced that a minority of humans possessed empathic abilities. Soon after the existence of human empaths became public knowledge, programs were made to track empaths and enslave them in governmental employ. By the time Majgen was born, hum...