He has her meet him in the parking lot of the school where she teaches, at five in the morning. She arrives just on time, three hours before the school would be open to the children, two hours before any other faculty member would arrive, and still dark. As she pulls into the parking lot she sees her master, her dominant, waiting for her next to the lamp pos...
Jacob Smith paces back and forth in his office, deep in thought. Mr. Smith has been avoiding contact with star for a week now. The separation is making him feel uneasy and anxious constantly. He stops pacing to rub his stomach, the butterflies never seem to go away now. He cannot understand why he is feeling this way. How could she be different from the othe...
Here is a little background about me I am 60 and married to a 33-year-old Vietnamese. She needed to marry to stay in the states even though she had a son age 3 who was born in the states. We recently got new neighbors who are also Vietnamese. A younger couple in their mid to late-thirties and they have a daughter who is a senior in high school. Mimi the dau...
Shanoas' story. Authors' notes: This story is based on a dear friends' character in a fantasy game called Dungeons and Dragons in which she plays an Eladrin Sorceror. During the course of the games I wrote up the combat encounters as a log of the parties' adventure together. The woman who created 'Shanoa' as her player character read and enjoyed the way...
I just wanted to thank everyone that sent me comments and posted comments, they helped a lot to think of what I should do for this chapter. It is a bit longer and I hope you will all enjoy it. As I said before, this is a story about busty girls, so I hope you like that sort of thing. I would suggest reading chapter 1 before starting this if you haven't alrea...
It has often been said that opposites attract, and this holds particularly true in this timely tale of love and woe. Nadia Abdelhamid is a native of metropolitan Casablanca, the most storied city in the Kingdom of Morocco, who finds herself in a torrid romance with her student, Joshua Antoine, a handsome and cocky newcomer to the beautiful City of Casablanca...
They are sharing breakfast at the long dining table. Dwarfed by its length, it could seat around 20, the manoir must have been built around it. She'd woken before him this morning, coaxed from sleep by the sun and the obstreperous birds. He was still sleeping, the ghost of a snore. Looking hard at the firm, handsome enough face, gentled by sleep, she had w...
Part One: Arrival Her eyes open, but nothing changes. It's just as dark. She breathes in. When plants are caught in absolute darkness, a substance in them called auxin stretches their stems out, until they die. That's why when you leave a plant in a closet it turns a ghostly pale, warped and disfigured. Our plant is stretching; she's been in the dark for...
This story is about an Indian mother getting used behind her son's back. This is an experiment, let me know what you think, feedback is appreciated. ***** Rohith hated Tuesdays. He had to tutor Johnny and Carter today, just as he'd done for the past few months. Mrs. Leone, their Algebra teacher who was also Rohith's aunt, had been implored by the coaches t...
After parking across the street from the aging brick building, I look both ways and make the sprint. My bag is heavy with gear but it doesn't slow me down. It couldn't possibly. I am here. The dark stairwell leading up smells of sweat. Probably somebody cleans it once in a while, but it will always smell this way. That's because the dojang is a sweaty place...