The young man was slowly beginning to adjust to his new life on campus as a freshman. The first semester had flown by without him realizing it, as he had enjoyed his quiet life so much, far from the pressure put on him by his father, the most influential man in the small town where he was born in the Californian hinterland. Here, no one reminded him of being upright and honest and the importance of hard work in order to s...

Upon reflection, Bertram decided that his Scott Pilgrim Versus the World poster had to come down. He was proud of how he’d gotten it for free, and no doubt it added a splash of colour to his drab dorm room wall – but the awkward truth was that he hadn’t actually seen the movie while it was in theatres, and he suspected that Tessa would likely judge him for that. He’d met her in his Early Twentieth Century Literature cours...

[In Parts One and Two, ex-best-friends Bryony and Maria enlist the help of Angelica Highsmith and her unusual organisation to run an elaborate and very public stripping game to permanently settle a feud. The two women are racing around their University Campus on Graduation Dare, solving clues, as their specially prepared cheerleader outfits begin to malfunction. They are now hurtling towards the climax of their game, whic...

[In Part One, ex-best-friends Bryony and Maria enlist the help of Angelica Highsmith and her unusual organisation to run an elaborate and very public stripping game to permanently settle a feud. The two women are racing around their University Campus on Graduation Dare, solving clues, as their specially prepared cheerleader outfits begin to malfunction...] **** "What's past is present, where the part is the whole, you'll...

I woke up in the morning to find myself hard again, hornier than I thought possible considering the night before. There is something about having sex after a drought that makes you hornier than anything. I moved my hips slowly, happy with my choice not to pull my dick out. Jolene jerked awake, pushing me deep inside her. “Ow ow ow!” she yelped as she pulled away from me. “I’m still sore!” “Shit, sorry.” The door jiggled,...

I never thought my husband could be that stupid. Then again, desperate times call for desperate measures, and I think that saying provides a perfect explanation for why hubby was willing to ardently support Tronald Dump, a far-right politician who supported highly conservative policies. Don’t get me wrong, I think that some of President Dump’s actions were beneficial, at least in the beginning, as they helped jumpstart ec...

Following our afternoon practice, Jenna requests help to tidy up the terrain. No one but me volunteers. She greets my raised hand with an exaggerated sigh. Even if I could pass for her slightly younger – and meeker – sister in appearance, we’re far from close. She’s always been haughty with me, but then again, she is our captain. Perhaps it’s a part of her role. We put away all the equipment in silence. The field is empty...

Our texts during the week developed into something more promising. Instead of just being a build-up to another pretty much sex-only date, Jennifer had decided on us having an evening out with some of her friends. Wonderful, I thought, we have progressed, she’s introducing me to some of her friends. I arrived as planned with my overnight case early on Saturday evening. We were going to meet her friends in a wine bar then g...

We left the bar where Judy’s husband was basking in his glory at being recognized for his contributions to the company and being given awards. The plan was to meet up with him at another bar across town to continue the party, I figured we had at least an hour before we had to be there. After meeting Judy for the first time and realizing what a truly sensuous woman she is, I planned to take full advantage of our time toget...

I had been shivering all day – and not only from the weather. Reid had been cold to me since we woke this morning, but it wasn't so unusual; it happened at least once a year. I have been with Reid for four years now, ever since our first year of college. Even then, my usually jovial Canadian flame would brew in cold anger, and nothing I could do would make him come around. Reid would ice me out, as if I were the reason fo...