I“Hey, baby girl, feel like going out Friday?” It was an innocent enough question, and yet something in the tone of her voice alerted me to some sort of sinister design. I shifted in my chair, taking my reading glasses off and putting down my half read copy of Super Girl. Pushing my hair behind…
I awoke to the sound of guys laughing somewhere. Amuffled laugh like through a wall. It took me a moment to realize where I was and what was going on. We had a pretty wild party and I ended up in a little mini sex romp with two guys and two girls. In front of…
I just turned sixteen, and the furthest I’ve gone was kissing a boy, but this night changed my life. It was a night of many firsts that went like this… My two friends were frequent smokers, you could say potheads. And I so badly wanted to try it just once, and I’d be satisfied. So they invited…
I grew up in the Northern Great Plains in the time before World War II. I had never seen a black person until I turned 18 in late July 1944. I was drafted into the military the next month, sent to a Receiving Station for Classification. By troop train, I was taken to Basic Training in Texas. I…
The doorbell rings, snapping me out of a daydream. I rise from my armchair and make my way to the front door. Through the frosted glass I can make out the frame of a young woman. I open up and am immediately struck by the vision of loveliness standing on my step, she had long…
NOTE: All characters in story are over the age of sixteen. No minors are featured in this story. Have a good read 🙂 “I still can’t believe Justin broke up with Danielle. I thought they would have lasted a while longer.” Amber said. I glanced up at my best friend, who was laying next to…
I met a girl who walked the street,I have to say she really looked sweet,Tight skirt of leather and lace,Long hair framed a pretty face,Didn’t take much more than a glance,To realize I wanted to get into her pants,Next time I saw her walking by,I chugged my beer and went over to say ‘Hi,’She asked…
What follows is a true college experience, though names have changed. It is long and detailed, and is meant to serve as a way to remember the girl I acted so foolishly with later on. I am posting it in the hopes of inspiring those in similar positions. College really is the time of your…
This is my second story. Don’t be shy to critisize me. I know it got damn long again… Sorry… Enjoy it anyway! This story happened around fifteen years after my wife Karen had died. She had died of an unwanted abortion together with our unborn little daughter. I’d been to her gravestone at the cemetery…
There’s a new girl I’ve seen around college, a striking redhead that I sometimes pass in the corridors between classes. She’s not taking any of my three subjects, so I’ve not had the chance yet to find out her name. I’ve noticed her a few times now, she’s a redheaded version of me in many…
To You; thank you… for everything…. me Sittingthere at her desk, her long auburn hair flowing over her shoulders. Her hand holding up her head, her green eyes glaze over behind the brown metal frame of her glasses. Her chest heaving when she sighs. In her right hand, her red marking pen falls to the…
“Ryan, down here now” his Mum exploded.   16-year-old Ryan knew he had been found out but entered the kitchen hoping to brazen it out. A sore bottom, his to be precise, was at stake.  “What’s up Mum?” he asked looking without a care in the world.  “I’ll tell you what’s up….
It was so cold outside, just opening the door to the bar I felt a whoosh of warm air, noise, and the smells of beer and popcorn pour out over my body. Sighing with pleasure I walked into the bar, letting the warmth surround me, glancing around, looking for Noelle. Spotting her at the far…
Special thanks to Mara for editing for me!  Hope you all enjoy part 2! The next morning Martin awoke to my head on his chest and my arm wrapped around him holding him tight. He leaned down and kissed my forehead and wrapped his arms around me. We laid there with me in his strong…
Special thanks to Mara for editing my story!!!! Hope you enjoy it. Â Martin was at least 20 years older than me but that didn’t mean anything to us. We had met on one of those chat sites, and fell in love with each other. We had talked about meeting each other for months now,…