Dear Professor, I haven’t had time to finish my assignment, so I’m sending you this letter to explain. Hopefully, you will be understanding of my situation and, perhaps, feel kind enough to grant me an extension? I think I may need another week. You see, I’m struggling to maintain my focus, but I guess you’ve…
My name is Will; I’m 5 foot 8” and nicely toned with blonde hair and deep green eyes. I’m 18 and recently finished my A levels. This story is about an encounter I had with my English teacher, Mrs Richards. Mrs Richards was hot, and I mean ridiculously hot. She was petite, and no taller…
All characters and terms including boy and lad refer to people age 18 and over. Sir put a video on. Then just before it started his mobile phone rang. He excused himself while he went out of the classroom to answer it. He told the boys to just watch the video, said he’ll be back…
Chapter 1 If I was honest, I’d tell you that I’m basically an average student. Probably B’s and C’s. But, I want to go to law school and become an attorney, so I knew I need good grades to get into a decent law school. So, I was working extra hard my junior year to…
Frank was a college student that was like most college students and enjoying life to the fullest. But he wasn’t too keen on the work that he was getting from all his tutors. It was a little like they all had it in for him. Nothing was going to stop this guy from partying the…
She couldn’t get her mind into it as of Friday. She knew why, but nothing she did, like masturbating once again, and earlier that week for that matter and even just before she went on to class, couldn’t seem to resolve her issues. She felt “it” when she woke up that morning…that deep seated, deep…
Somehow the words “no sex” had not been mentioned in the green pamphlet for the academy. It had featured pictures of young women preparing themselves for battle and included texts about what went down in the area .But no, not once had it said “no sex”. I’m Milla Jones, a 19 year old girl who…
I sat outside of the school on a little wooden bench. Looking up at it, I could not believe I had been there so long, I was eighteen finally. The wind blew through my long brown hair and made my eyes water. I tried to keep my skirt down as I ran into the building. As I walked…
Oh, Natalia you’re so funny! I was that girl, the one who was regard as “funny” and “smart”- despite my seventeen years I still didn’t have a boyfriend. Sure I’d had some (a lot of) crushes before – but since I had been so young they were hardly worth the mention. My last relationship had…
Everyone was really excited about going on a trip with college; we were going to Manchester, England to do something with our English class. None of us really listened or paid attention whilst our teacher told us what we’d be doing there because truth be told; we were all far too excited about the fact…
Julie sat in The Society Director’s antechamber nervously drumming her fingers on a file folder almost an inch thick. She glanced at her watch. 2:59. She wouldn’t have much longer to wait. She had heard about The Society from an old boyfriend. He had been a member before he met her, but he lost his job…
It was Saturday. I was tutoring Cal today. I put on a little pastel dress and thongs and a touch of make up. I arrived at his house at 11.30. I knocked. He answered the door and grinned easily. He leaned on the door jamb. Cal was 6’4’’, with a huge build and messy dark…
Breathing hard, as if just having gone through a training program, she couldn’t believe it. He did that, honestly? Max and I honestly, truly fucked like we did, she asked herself. He didn’t know better. This was his first time. He hoped, and it looked like that on his face, that he’d done okay. He…
He didn’t know what to do. He thought about it all day long but was unable to come up with a decision that nobody could answer. Not even Cynthia could provide a solution that would enable Max to go and see the colleges of the Ivy League. And then, with her smile in tow, she…
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And if you can believe it…I was also up early that next morning, showering, shaving, and doing all the right things to make myself look beautiful as ever for Cynthia while her son began to prepare himself for the next chapter in his life. Me, I didn’t care about Max any longer. I cared about…
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