'Creeaaakkk' Debbie sat bolt upright in bed. What was that? Is someone downstairs? Did someone break in? She glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand, it was midnight; midnight, she was alone and there was someone in the house. Vikki isn't due back until Friday. What if it's a burglar? I'm sure I locked everything before… I'm scared! She pulle...
I had Mike wait with his car around the corner. Even though he is my track coach and not just any boy from school, my parents are conservative enough that when it comes to me and boys, deception was usually my M.O. My parents emigrated from Somalia a few years before I was born, and they are your typical Muslim immigrant family—well educated, loving, but ver...
It had been months since Sarah left High School. She was one of the more popular girls at her alma mater. Actively involved in athletics, art, school functions and social life made her very busy, and well known in the small teenage community. Yet Sarah, like many others before her, decided not to go to the local college, but to go away to the university. Nee...
Karie stood in front of her open locker, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Behind her, students streamed down the hallway towards their afternoons. Their conversations were a dull roar that deepened the pocket of stillness around Karie. In her reflection, Karie saw the worry in her own eyes. Mr. Adams, the history teacher, had told her at the end of...
The last two periods at school were PE and I was damned if I was going to attend them. It's not that I'm allergic to exercise; it's just the boring inanity of having to do physical jerks each week just because the teacher likes doing them. I was so out of there. Donna and I slipped out of school and went home. By home, I mean that we both went to my place, m...
Imogene didn't exactly like the early mornings but she always felt better after a visit to the gym. In a way it helped her think more clearly when she was at work. She signed in at the gym reception and picked up a locker key, as she turned away the girl behind the desk stopped her and handed her a voucher. "What's this for?" Imogene asked "There is a new m...
I had wondered how I was going to survive another class. How could I possibly sit through another 8 hour class 4 hours away from home, hornier than I can remember being in a long time? I thought I would lose my mind. I had left for my trip extraordinarily hungry...not the type of hunger any amount of food was going to satisfy. (Well, maybe a cucumber but o...
Today was just another ordinary day summer day for Leigh Tracey, hot, no work since she was a teacher she had the summer off to enjoy doing whatever she pleased. Her beloved rose bushes had been trimmed and watered, her washing of panties, bras and sheets hung on her line. Exhausted, she sat in the shade of her prized cherry tree and watched as the crisp whi...
Intro: This is a partially-true story. Jon is real, although that's not his name, and my history with him - including the foot-stroking at the party - is real. But I haven't seen him in seven years - I never even thought about him until I saw him on a friend's profile on Facebook - and he never did my gardening for me, and we've never had sex. Yet. (Pleas...
This is a continuation of a story I submitted here a while back called "Sara finds love". It contains the first part of the story and what is now the second installment. For him, attraction was not something that he could always recognize even when it would be obvious to others. He was a teacher in Catholic high school for girls and as such had long turned...