THis is my first story involving this subject. I hope you guys enjoy! Thank you for stopping by and as I always say, comments are not only welcome, but appreciated! Help me become a better writer! I had just stumbled into a bar, on the corner of 43rd St. and main, depression hitting me at the core of my soul. The consistency of my life had just taken a ha...
First, let me begin by apologizing, as the original upload of this story was rife with spelling errors, incorrect grammar, and a load of small bits and pieces that could've been worded much better. I've made a number of small and subtle changes that, in my mind, were sorely needed in order to increase the readability. Maybe you won't really notice a differen...
I pinched the bridge of my nose trying to relieve the pain and stress of a major headache as the last kid got off the bus. The laughing and screaming faded into the distance and I took in a deep breath of fresh air that the open door allowed and let it out very slowly. I opened my eyes, reached for the lever that would close the door when I noticed 'her'. Sh...
This one has been independently rated at 3.5/5 pickaxe handles on CTC's and my rating system. Feel free to email me, via the SemperAmare contact link to find the system. Once again, your thanks should go to the beautiful CreativityTakesCourage for improving this story with her editing skills. Thanks also to my old mate Charlie for his inciteful observations...
Part Twelve: Additional Responsibilities As Assigned "You stood me up yesterday." It was Friday during the last passing period of the day, in between my senior English and prep period. All teachers were expected to conduct hall duty during these transitions, keeping an eye on the students and keeping them from dawdling overmuch. Most days, I skipped this o...
We entered our building and bumped into our downstairs neighbor Jerry. He was taking his trashcan back to his apartment. He set it down at the landing and gave us each a good look. He wasn't at all phased by our appearances. "Little early for Halloween, isn't it...boys?" he asked. We both were fully aware Jerry knew we were sissies. It was fairly obvious...
[If you haven't read the other chapters, odds are good this one won't make much sense. Chapter 8 has begun. It will post the day I finish it. Your votes and comments are encouraged.] * Jim and I drove to the community college. It was about twenty miles away. He went because I asked him. I wanted him to go in case driving with a healing collarbone became to...
27 Aug 11:15 AM Angel The week had been a tiring one for me. I had returned to my old job and was trying to get back into the swing of things but the passion for the job was gone. The whole debacle with what's-his-name seemed like a lifetime ago, but in fact had just started in early June. What a fucking waste of a good summer! Yet I refused to admit that...
1950s: Munching the Cheerleaders Summary: Teen submissive becomes a pet for the popular girls. Note 1: Thanks to Rebecca, the famous artist whose artwork inspired and was used for this series. Especially her series 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Thank you for access to your entire book catalogue as well as your website for this massi...
Okay, here is the next installment to Traditions. It's a little short, but it's still good. Hope you guys enjoy. ****** "Come on, come on, push yourself Declan. You've got to hit harder. Harder!" Declan stepped back and did a solid round house kick into the large pad in Fergus's hand. Controlling his momentum, he got back into a steady rhythm and started...