(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
Jessica had her heart broken 2 years ago. She had given it so happily and lovingly and then Jim just broke it. She knew it had broken, she heard the sound it made as it was torn in two. She couldn't stay at home anymore. Everywhere she went, there were memories of Jim and the times they shared. She explained this to her parents and then packed her things. He...
It was the first hot night following a long cold winter. The girls had needed to get out. Not that they hadn’t but there was something about a warm, hot, spring night that made the partying seem so much better. They had gone to a club well known for it’s hot partying atmosphere; loud music, hot girls and guys, laughter and plenty of dancing and play. A wild...
It was three days before Rush Week at the University of Hinkley, Ohio. Or as it was affectionately known, UH OH. Rush Week, or course, was when the incoming freshmen had their one opportunity to join the most prestigious Greek organizations on campus. For the guys, there was no question. The premier fraternity was Beta Kappa Pi. This noble frat had maintaine...
"Come on! We're going to be late as it is!" "Whose party is it again?", I asked. "One of the interns – Amanda, I think", Gina answered. I left my papers where they were and grabbed my bag. "Did you get directions?" "We have to pass my apartment on the way, so meet me there in 15 minutes." I remembered the last time I was with Gina and James. The flash...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
Chapter 1 An unusual biology lesson "Please don't make me go in there. I don't want to." Emma had spent most of the journey pleading with her father like this. It hadn't worked. He stared out of the window at the students heading up the steps and disappearing inside. They all looked so studious, businesslike. He liked the thought of his daughter studying...
Tina was pacing the road outside her place of work; a gentleman's club. Dressed provocatively, her job was to encourage men passing by in the street to enter the club, with promises of beautiful girls and explicit behaviour. Her body was not enhanced, other than blonde hair extensions, without which she looked pretty ordinary. She was five foot tall, a lit...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I, David Shaw, was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being an alleged 'Peeping Tom' in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old' one Friday. There were 120 girls registered at the school....
Another day at school, another day in Hell. She walked through the halls of the university campus, surrounded by...them. Everywhere she looked, there they were. The mundane folk. Everyday humanity. Seven billion and counting. This campus was a microcosm of all of them. Girls in hijabs talking on their cellphones, black guys in sports coats, Asian guys with c...