Chapter 1: The Beginning I was out for a ride to celebrate. In three days I would have the new bike I saved for two years to get - a Katana 650. I had bought it a few days ago, but it wasn't the color I wanted. I got a hook-up on a paint job though - my salesman knocked $200 off the price, and I flirted with a shop owner for another $100 discount. A girl's...
"Oh, how ironically, fucking appropriate. I'm in Hell for sins of the flesh, and with my flesh I must record my sins. Delicious." ~snick of a knife to get blood for ink~ To begin with, introductions are in order. I am Viscount Reynold Alexander Volta Chanticleer, called "The Bastard" by most. And the very first thing you need to know about me is, most of...
"Man, won't this class ever end," thought Josh. Josh was sitting in the back of his US History class waiting desperately for the bell to ring. He wasn't exactly anxious for his boring weekend to start, but no matter how dull it was, it was better than sitting listening to another teacher ramble on about the past. Josh had just started sophmore year in the...
Characters: Principal Voyeur, Amy * Hello. My name is Amy. I am a senior at Clairmont Catholic School for girls and I have recently been accepted to Harvard University. To the rest of the world, I have everything I need. I am Class valedictorian, Varsity cheerleader, and class president. I recently celebrated my 18th birthday and had one of the biggest par...
Author's note: The first part of the story mainly sets the background. More are about to come. Please do not forget to vote and comment. Some grammar and syntax errors could be found as I'm not a native English Speaker. ***** I sat on my seat and closed my eyes. My tiring three-day trip had come to an end but I had a four-hour flight to get home. I made s...
Hi, I'm Sarah, and I'm going to tell you about how exactly I met my fiancé. It started in my freshman year at college. I was 19, and had just moved to a new city to go to school. I was alone for the first time in my life. My upbringing was rather sheltered, as my family was rather oppressively religious, and I planned on exploring the world. I moved into...
Francoise felt it, like a cold current, a cold breeze slicing through the entire villa the day her husband passed away. After the funeral of the white patriarch in Abidjan, and the crowd sweating under their suits and ties, she perused the entire photo library Robert had meticulously compiled over five decades of their life in the Ivory Coast. "I will alway...
First Years of Marriage Settling in Period Our first couple of years of marriage were pretty much routine both sexually and otherwise. We certainly had sex on a regular basis, since we now had a marriage license to make it totally acceptable. Although the frequency was greatly improved, there was something missing. It seems that stripping in cars or outdoo...
Two years ago I lost my family to a car accident caused by a drunk driver. My wife, my daughter, and son were all killed in that accident. It was the worst day of my life. I didn't know what to do with myself. But then there was Samantha. She was such a wonderful girl. She was my son's girlfriend. Samantha and my son had dated each other since they were ea...
simple tricks - part 1 short stories, simple tricks June 18 2007 @ 2143 Crack! Her beautiful naked body gives a jerk at the blow from the whip. It adds one more red mark to the dozens that criss cross her sweaty perfect form. There is an almost artistry to their pattern, for the hand wielding the whip has had centuries to master the art. Though the canva...