This dreary party was not Nick's style. All of his conservative friends and co-workers giving themselves an excuse to act up and out of character with the aid of Jack Daniels and few attractive women; both bought with their business accounts. Nick stood alone with a drink in his hand, looking around his friend's modern penthouse condo. All of his friends a...
Chapter 1: Dinner and an Orgy I could smell her as I walked into the great hall. With the half-dozen or so party guests, I was indeed surprised that her scent reached me. Certainly, Mr. Debert's "cologne" should have procluded anything else, but I smelled her. She had a sweet floral scent, like honey-suckles in early September, but also had that scent which...
CHAPTER 13: THE SISTER * Introduction: The sexual adventures of a prep school teacher in the 1950s and 1960s. Chapter 11 found him back at his school after an intense month of sex, reported in Chapters 9 and 10. Chapter 12 turned out, after all, not to be the last, because two more chapters are needed to deal with the sister and the mother of Melanie, the...
I’m not going to lie, writing professionally is a tough career choice. How you eat in the next month depends entirely on how well your next book sells. People think it’s tough living from paycheck to paycheck, living from book to book is even worse. I didn’t start into writing in order to make money, I wrote because I loved to write. I was a fresh, young m...
I guess you might say that I was one of the youngest student advisors and professors on campus. I teach "Journalism" at a university in northern California. It is a tough ladder to climb when you are a female. At age 30, I was among many seasoned and tenured professors that were just waiting for me to make a mistake, so I made sure I walked on the straight a...
Prologue I was about 10 years old when life hit me with my first tragedy. I got to learn first hand what it meant to feel abused and robbed of my dignity. I should have figured that no man treated a child as if she were a 21 year old adult. I wasn't even sure what the meaning of adult was. I just felt honored that a highly respected man treated me with kind...
It had been a long year: A levels had taken it out of me, and the struggle to make money to get to university had meant that I'd worked in a pub, as a pizza delivery girl and- as some of my stories on this site have attested to already- as a paid whore for my history teacher. 18 had definitely been my most eventful year so far. I had fucked and sucked and st...
I started as a gopher, sixteen years old with my entire life until that point spent within the, not too strict, confines of St. Barnabus' orphanage. It was Miss Fylde, who worked there as a drama and art teacher, that arranged the interview with the theatre manager. He told me years later that I got the job because of the expression on my face as he showed m...
I awoke to the unthinkable; Columbus High school had had a fatal shooting. I stood in shock as the news broadcast told the story about a outsider kid who got fed up with being made fun of and went nuts in the schools main courtyard with his Dad's handgun, killing two and injuring thirteen before he killed himself. Although this wasn't the first time somethi...
"Their shadows searching in the niiiiiight," Ava sang out as she taped down name tags onto her student tables. She had six more days to get her classroom organized until Open House Night. To a looker on, she seemed carefree as she quietly sang along as Pandora sounded softly in the background. Ava was anything but. This was her first year teaching first grad...