At Grover Cleveland High the swimming classes were held in the vast echoey basement pool, smelling of chlorine. There were bleachers rising on both sides to be packed out in the event of a competition. There were Corinthian columns and painted windows in the upper walls. The atmosphere was gloomy and... Well, full of possibility. For one reason. Classes...
Chapter 12 (Summer Job) I wanted a summer job to earn a little money before returning to college in the fall. There was a help wanted sign posted in the window of a perfume store at the mall, so I decided to apply for the job. It was a small boutique at the far end of the mall with a very expensive line of imported perfume. They offered me salary plus comm...
Becca had fallen asleep on her master's chest and had woken up less than two hours later surprised to not find him there. She looked in the living room and bathroom and he wasn't there either. Then she found the note he'd left her lying on the bed's headboard. It simply said he'd gone out to look into some things and that he would be back hopefully in a shor...
How do you meet a black woman, well, more specifically, how do let her know you want to sink to your knees and eat her? I simply didn't see enough of them where I used to live. There was one who regularly visited the supermarket, a grey-haired elderly woman but she had a ring on her finger. Now I have moved to Folkestone there seem to be even less of them...
Men in uniform. Every woman has a soft spot for them or else there wouldn't be a hundred different prime time dramas with the words "Fire" or "Med" or "Blue" in them. We fantasize about being rescued by the ripped firefighter with his big, heavy, fire-proof coat and smoke smudged face. Or the state policeman in his wide brimmed hat and black boots bent over...
Fictional work. Reading is at your option, sure you understand what this story is about. ***** Just got to my hotel room in LA. Nice room, 27th floor, good view, some floor to ceiling windows. My name is Steve, I'm 24, married, no kids, 5'8", 145. I am naturally pretty smooth and I'm in pretty good shape for my age with brown hair, longer than most, reachi...
My name is Babbita. I am not the subject of observation. However, I have become part of it. I have gone native so to speak. So you must know me. My inclination has first manifested itself at age seven. I was hiding under a corner bench of a banquet. The grown ups minded their own wedding celebration business and did not pay attention to us kids, especially,...
This was first written for a girl I was in a relationship with, based on a meeting of our fantasies, way back at the tender age of 21. -------------------- Leoné, noblewoman and Mistress of the Castle Warwick, looked back over Her shoulder at the rising sun as She rode up the cobbled avenue leading to Her home. She looked majestic upon Her pure white steed...
Laura had returned to the servant quarters after confessing to Mistress that she had allowed herself to be bred by Dr. Smallwood, the Jackson family's best friend and a founding member of Africa Rising. Mistress had reacted in a strangely calm manner, but intimated to her that there would be severe repercussions for her infidelity to her master. Before Mistr...
Thank you loyal followers and welcome new readers. If you like what you read please VOTE and COMMENT. I love to know the stories are appreciated. All characters are over 18 years of age. All players are consenting adults. ***** UNDER THE OLD OAK TREE They finally arrived at the church. Everyone was seated and the service had begun as Jocelyn shuffled do...