Preface to Readers- this is a sexy story of a good looking girl from the Midwest who puts all her energy and grit into a summer job so she can find a new life in New York. As you will soon learn, her brain is not as polished as her body although many admires try to polish it with both hands and then some. Her comments have a regional twang so her grammar is...
Gina was having a rough day. She had just gotten back together with her ex boyfriend and they were having this great time down the shore and he suddenly got up and left her down the shore with no car, no nothing. Gina was up on the boardwalk and had no idea what to do. All she had was a cell phone inside her jean shorts and she had tried dialing 3 friends a...
Author's warning: If you don't want anything to cheapen the magic of the Olympics, do not read this story. * I'm writing this through Kev for several reasons: first, I'm a chicken. He says I'm not, that I'm strong for dealing with my demons, but I have no interest in taking this public. Secondly, I fear I'd never tell the story well enough, and he's given...
It was the summer of dissent. The war in Vietnam was now a huge political issue on almost every college campus and every city in the US. People were wearing their hair long, dressed in tie dyed clothes and thinking they were very intellectual. Some of these people would end up in the very place they were dissenting, Vietnam. Most were very naive and actually...
Everybody got three selves, I think. First, there's the public self, secondly there's the private self and finally, the true self. My name is Stephanie Aminata Villeneuve, and I'm a young French Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Moncton, Province of New Brunswick, to a French Canadian father and Leban...
"Claire! I've got a special assignment for you!" I walked into my boss' office. Joanne was arranging some papers on her desk. Due to the warm weather outside, she had opened a window, and now the wind was messing up her papers. Finally she placed a large blue jelly dildo on top of them as a paperweight. "As I was saying," she says. "I've got a special ass...
According to the most sacred of Islamic teachings, all mankind stem from Adam and Eve, father and mother of the entire human race. We all come from them, without exception. From the darkest African to the white man, the Arab, and all the races in between. It's a beautiful sentiment, too bad my fellow Muslims forget it all too often. How else would you expl...
English is not my language – so be nice when it comes to grammar – be honest when it comes to the story. This is just the beginning... Sometimes you just sit there, staring without seeing, your mind somewhere else than present time and place. I had to admit it would have looked that way as I sat waiting for the airline to call us to the gate, my eyes locke...
Edited by Rozezwild Dear Jonathon, I didn't want to leave without explaining to you why I am leaving. The things that your friends have been telling you about me are true. I am sorry that I forced you to go against them, but I needed someone stable in my life. Jonathon you are a wonderful man and you shouldn't feel bad about being fooled by me. From the d...
Chapter 2: These Tits Were Made for Fucking Beth groaned when the alarm went off and rolled on her side as David got up. "You really have to go to work?" she complained. Her thighs felt damp and her hard nipples scraped against the bed sheet. The little sleep she'd gotten had been filled with strange dreams. In one she'd been a mannequin, dressed in last n...