It was just another day at school, or so I thought. The first half of it gave way to very little excitement. Then in fifth hour we had a substitute teacher. I did some work for a couple other classes, but I couldn’t help noticing the conversations of three girls in the class. One was tall (by my standards), full figured and smiled a lot. The second was shor...
Let me know what you think! (All characters are 18!!) ***** I was just sitting in class, mind my own business, when he walked in. Tall. Leather Jacket. Caramel Skin. Lip Ring. Beard. Pretty much sex on legs. "Hi, class. My name is Kahle, but since I'll be teaching you, I'd prefer it if you call me Mr. B." Annoying Melissa raised her hand. "Where's Mr. V...
Jerry Clikeman was weird. If he wasn't behaving abnormally quiet and anti-social, he was usually making a spectacle of himself. Jerry was otherwise a typical 18 year old senior. He attended F.W. Harmony High School in Thatcher Blake, made good grades, and was in the ROTC. But when Jerry was not at school, he was something else entirely. The Clikeman family b...
I woke up to the sound of the rain beating against the window outside my apartment. I hadn't opened my eyes yet, but I already knew that when I did, my room would be dark and gray. I wondered how long I could actually go without opening my eyes. I squinted tight and then sighed when I finally pried them opened. As I expected, it was dark and gray. Not to me...
"May, flag our waiter Nick down and order another bottle of roditas. Eric is squeezing the empty one dry and I think that he's gonna hurt his hands." We all laughed. Being slightly tipsy, we watched a much more tipsy Eric try to 'wring' more wine out of our third bottle. It was pretty funny. Rob was the DD tonight and I know that May has a bottle of Knob Cre...
My intro to Chap 5 brought an e-mail asking how the stories were semi factual. I'll have to repeat some of what I said in the last intro. The story(s) are actually one with flashbacks. In my mind's eye, I see the people I know populating the story. You may not see them in these roles, but I do. 1.The characters are mostly real: TT, my lover, is Lyssa of...
Tyshawn made it out of the door and walked down the street. He heard the bitch screaming at him from the door. He ignored her and tried to push his anger down. He saw Jesse and Frank waiting for him at the corner. They walked towards their old school where they would catch the shuttle to the drop-off point to catch the bus to Claremont. "What's up Ty? You l...
Jarod Afiotor paused before adding another brush stroke to the canvas and stole another glance at his teacher. Yes; she was looking at him again. Jarod smiled winningly at her. Suzanna Cavendish coloured slightly and pretended to examine a piece of sculpture one of the other convicts had created. Mrs Cavendish seemed full of admiration for the sculpture: "D...
The night we met was the last day of my second semester; I was still a Freshman at my local JC. I knew that I had failed my last final for the day and my best friend 'Lo' had been begging me all week to go to a party with her that night. The party was for her ex-boyfriend's birthday. He had been trying to get back with her for months and finally guilt her in...
Our Neighbor Fills in for My Husband Part 1 Saturday through Monday By Itascan My name is Julie Jensen. I'm Catholic, hence the impulse to confess. My husband is not Catholic. However, I'm a liberal Catholic, for whom the Church is much too strict about sex and women's rights for me to confess to a priest. Besides, I don't repent my sexual "sins" and won'...