What the hell did I just read?! I’m sitting on my college dorm room bed, with my laptop displayed in front of me and books scattered everywhere. Because it’s late in the day, all I’ve got on is my oversized sweatshirt and white cotton panties. And instead of studying for my final exams, I’m browsing the wanted ads. And what a strange wanted ad I happened to stumble upon at that. What a joke! I shake my head in disbelief a...

The morning drags on like pure torture. We are only sharing one class today: gym. And it’s right before lunch. Every minute feels endless. My mind keeps replaying Marie-Rose’s breathy moans from last night, the way her soaked panties clung to her pussy, and that wicked little giggle before she hung up. By the time gym class finally arrives, I’m already half-hard. After making my way into the men’s change room, I head righ...

It starts off like any other day. My Grade 11 class and I pile into the hot and stuffy classroom, carrying with us our morning cups of coffee. We are all cranky and wish we were somewhere else. After we each take our seats, I glance outside and groan. It’s warm and sunny today. I would much rather be outside enjoying the beautiful weather. But soon, our teacher enters the room. And right away we realize that something dif...

My heart beats quickly. Do I go for it? But before I can respond, a sharp crackle of the PA system above us makes us both jump. And the hair at the back of my neck stands up. An excitable young woman’s voice cries out, “Greetings, party people! And welcome to Sonictronica 2026! Grab yourselves a drink and/or food, and join us for a fun-filled afternoon at the soundstage! First on deck, it’s The Jackass! Who will be joined...

“Where am I?” I ask with a groggy voice. My head is spinning. What is going on? I groan as I open my eyes. And do a double take. Panic sets in as I feel my heart racing in my chest. I lift my head as I look at the monochromatic walls and the high-tech medical equipment around me. And the bed I’m lying in. Glancing around, I also notice there’s no one else with me. What’s going on?! Am I in the hospital?! Just then, I hear...

I had just recently downloaded the Tinder app on my phone. It was getting to a point in my life where I needed to experience a romantic (or even sexual) relationship. I uploaded some photos and background information. But I wasn’t expecting much. For one, I wasn’t (and still not) the most attractive guy around. But, for the hell of it, I opened up the app one day. And, lo and behold, there was a message waiting for me. Fr...

I enter the laundry room to look for drinks and snacks. We store food here when we have limited space in the kitchen. And I grab a bottle of pop, along with a box of crackers. I turn around to head back out. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I see them. Along with assorted pairs of jeans and other items of clothing, I see a pair of purple cotton panties. Just hanging on the line with a couple of clothespins, like it’...

What the hell happened to the group?! I wonder in a panic. So stupid of me! I came to Banff National Park for a nature hike during a recent streak of unusually warm weather, and I got myself stranded from the group. That’s what I get for getting distracted by watching two squirrels fighting over an acorn! After a few minutes of running around, I need to stop and catch my breath. While I lean against a tree, I look at my s...

Another day, another snore fest. I sigh with exasperation. I punch in at 9 a.m. and punch out at 5:30 p.m. That has been my schedule every other weekday for the past 3 weeks. I look at the clock on my laptop. It is 11:37 a.m. I sigh with relief. Thank God, it is almost time for lunch. I am starving! And I am not talking about typical hunger, either. Now, you might wonder why I am working here if I am clearly bored with it...

Oliver and Tori exchange panicked faces. Tori looks flushed as she whispers to Oliver, “What are we going to do? My mom’s home early!” Oliver, having gone through a very similar situation the other day—except with Lisa’s and Tori’s positions flipped—is going through something akin to PTSD. But that also means he knows what to do in this situation. He puts on a brave face and looks at Tori. Tori is much like her mom in how...

I stand in the dorm laundry room. My hamper grasped in my hand, and my heart pounds. It’s late—past eleven on a Thursday—and the place is empty. I chose this hour on purpose. Fewer witnesses. Less chance anyone will see my clothes and underwear. I know it’s a silly concern to have, considering where I am, but I’m neurotic at the best of times. I set the hamper down and opened the nearest washer. The door swings out, and m...

Lisa’s eyes snap open. For one millisecond, her facial expression is one of pure bliss. Before reality sets in. She gasps sharply, and looks down at Oliver in a panic. Oliver freezes mid-motion. He's still crouched in front of her, with his fingertips resting on the half-unzipped fly of her jeans. The delicate white lace of her bikini briefs hovers close to his face. His heart hammers so violently he’s convinced she can h...

Oliver Cloesoff is a 23-year-old recent college graduate who cannot find affordable housing or a steady relationship. And because of that, he moves back in with his parents in a quiet middle-class suburban neighbourhood filled with teachers, retirees, and young families. He is medium-built, down on his luck, and still jobless, despite his education. He soon learns that a single mom in her mid-30s named Lisa Robins has mov...

Andrew and Emma stand in the living room of their shared apartment, remnants of graduation caps and gowns still scattered like confetti from a week ago. Andrew, bookish and medium-built, adjusts his glasses as he scrolls through his phone. Emma, also medium-built and more outgoing, bounces on her toes with excitement, her calm smile lighting up the room. They have been close friends since childhood, and have just graduate...

Anthony Clarkson pushes open the heavy glass doors of the university library, seeking a brief oasis of peace between his morning lecture and the next class. At 19, he's navigating his second year as a graphic design major, and the campus hustle often leaves him craving quiet moments like this. It's the 2020s, so the library resembles more of a tech hub than a traditional book haven—rows of sleek computers dominate the spa...