[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; STORIES HAVE A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS] [The depiction of these fictional characters for a fictional nation does not in any way reflect upon any other actual person or nation; the behavior evidenced here is not part of an accusation of accepted...
I lay in the bathtub, watching steam rise from the warm water. I should have felt relaxed, but I did not. I waited apprehensively. Nothing could calm my nerves. Not the dozen candles that lit the bathroom. Not even the New Age CD that filled the room with the comforting sound of the ocean washing against the shore. The door opened and Mrs. Hanson, my 4th gr...
It would be fair to say that I have always been a hot-box. A week after I started work for Williams publishing, as Mr. Mac Donald's secretary, he asked me if I would care to join him for a drink. I was dating Don Johnson at the time. We had just starting having sex. Yet to me, Don was a boy. Mr. Mac Donald, at age forty, was a distinguished man. I just could...
The door bell chimed as Denna walked toward the front door. Peering through the window, Jen stood at the edge of the patio with her arms crossed in front of her. "Hey, you made it!" Denna said, while the door continued to open. "Hi Denna, hope I'm not too early." Jen said, as she stepped inside. "You didn't mention a time." As she looked for a clock on th...
I hope you like the third installment in my series. If you have anything you think I can improve upon, please let me know, I appreciate your feedback and votes! Thanks, and enjoy. TheArtofSex * * * * * "Megan, five minutes 'til the bus leaves for town, we should get going," Parker called...
My job sent me to another city for a seminar that they wanted me to do. This kind of thing was new to me. I had never been to a training seminar before. I was just 18 at the time. I had a mixture of feelings about going, some nervousness, and some excitement, like it was a vacation away from home. The problem was all the motels were full because of a bunch...
The phone rang: Father McNamara had just finished hearing his final confession and hoped this intrusion wasn't going to delay his meditations. "Alright." he sighed, removing his chasuble. "Give me a moment or two." His first parish was a small community, about a thousand souls all told, and he was keenly aware of his naivety in dealing with the outside wo...
"Honey, I've made reservations for a getaway tonight and already packed a suitcase for you. If you're up for it, we can leave as soon as you're ready." That was quite a way to start off a Saturday afternoon, since lately their conversations were usually filled with the tensions left over from long-running arguments or daily friction. Although she refused to...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 40). This story c...
It took 4 years, but I finally did it. Back when I was 18, my friends and I loved hanging out the college basketball games. Theodore was always my favorite player. He was Black . . . I was 18, so I don't remember his exact height, but I think he was over 6ft. When I think back to then, I don't remember any of the games, but I remember Theodore, watching hi...