My parents had left town for the week and I meant to have alot of fun. Little did I know where that fun would be found. I had been home for most of the summer after my first year of college and I was a little tired of some of my parents house rules. It wasn't that they were outrageous, they just made me feel like a little child. They wanted to always know...
First attempt to write a story in years. Of course, it follows that this is my first time doing this on this site. I have enjoyed reading many of the stories here for quite some time. So I thought I would give something back. This is fiction, any accidental correlation to anyone is purely happenstance. ****************************************** I was ninet...
Edited under the stern instruction of the wonderful shygirlwhore. As with the first part all characters mentioned are over 18. You should probably read that one first if you want to know the plot. * * * * * Carl shuffled his feet back and forth as he waited outside the classroom door, impatient, nervous and sheepish. Hunched over a few centimetres short o...
A story does not sleep. You have heard a thousand, maybe more. Novels, rumors, legends and anecdotes, and you may think you have forgotten them, but they merely hide in the abandoned corridors of your mnemonic palace. A story lingers there, it's sensors spread across the perimeter of your awareness, listening, watching, sensing every nuance you experience. I...
This four-part story is a stand-alone continuation to my multi-part story "The Hunt". It uses the same characters and occasionally refers to the events of that story, but you do not need to read "The Hunt" to understand what is going on. The story turned out quite different than "The Hunt", it is much happier and brighter in tone. "The Hunt" is darker, the...
(Based off of The CW's show Arrow. This is not purely sex based, and is not for people who are looking for a quick read, or a very sex heavy read. It focuses on the story, although there are many sex scenes in the story. Everything in parenthesses should be in italics, but I can't figure out how to do that yet.) ("Oliver Queen is alive. The Starling City re...
Saturday, the day after I was caught by Mrs. Hunt. My parents went to play golf at the neighborhood country club. They had a nine-thirty tee time. Which worked well for me. I could keep my appointment with Mrs. Hunt. They didn't play fast and they usually let others play through. They, also, often ate lunch at the turn. So they would be gone about 5 hours. I...
Teach me the meaning of precipice, Shackle me to the edge of abyss. I want to flirt with oblivion, Let my soul and eternity kiss. * From the window of the round stone hut Anise sees the dark cliff edge silhouetted against the falling sun. She imagines standing with her toes at the very edge looking out over a yearning new world which beckons her to tumb...
The fire flared high, sending sparks toward the stars above. The naked bodies of the Amazon tribe shone golden, circling the great fire. All around me my sisters chanted, voices supplicating the Mother Goddess to provide us with a successful hunt. I added my voice to those surrounding me, praying fervently. This was to be my first hunt and I wanted nothing...
Edited once again by shygirlwhore, many thanks. All characters mentioned are 18 years or older, of course. * * * * * "...And how would you respond to that, Mr. Simmons?" The tone was pointed, the words coming from a source somewhat higher up than Carl's current point of attention. He started, guiltily, which was all the response Ms. Hunt expected or need...