Coercion - Page 35

Jamie’s Little Sister, Jenny Siblings Jamie and I had been dating for about six months. During the school year, the time we got to spend together was limited. Jamie went to a different school than I did, plus, we were both very active on our sports teams

This story involves non-consensual sex between teenagers. I write this as therapy for some of my own tragic experiences. Please note the genre and themes and move along if this is not in your taste rather than down-voting me and imposing your self-righteous values on my form of therapy

The Widow It was 9am on the day of the funeral, George had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack. He left behind his wife Michelle and 2 young children. George had run a local business selling computer products before his passing

The Teacher Her hair was blonde and cut to her neck; her eyes were the coolest blue. Her form was that of an angel and he loved her so, his only problem was that she was his English and drama teacher. He had always had a place in his heart for Miss Denver

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Sixteen – Potions Master Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author

I was pushing my bike down the stairs into the subway station. I swiped my Metro card as I carried my delivery bike over the metal barrier. I had been making deliveries all day. I was hot and a little sweaty. I was wearing just my tight bike messenger’s uniform

The detective pressed his ID against the spy-hole of the door and announced his name and rank clearly and decisively. “Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly and halted as the gold coloured chain locked into its catch

The Jones family. Introduction The Jones family is a collection of stories that could involve any of the three family members. First of all we have the mother, Elizabeth Jones, a widow who took the death of her husband very badly

It was the summer holidays. It had been three months since my mother had left my father. He was not a man to let himself die. Life had continued, almost as before, even if I missed my mother. Daddy did not let himself die, but he was more and more tense

Thank you for the comments even if there are bunch of "haters" out there, as it were. But I'll keep trudging on with the latest installment of this serial. After the first couple stories that were more "origin" tales, this installment will pick up and stand on its own largely

Ted Wheeler, proud father and avid couch potato, arrives home from work five hours early and in serious need of a hug. With small shuffling steps he struggles with the heavy cardboard box that had once been his desk as he makes his way up the walk

Sammi sat straight up in the truck passenger seat and felt herself trembling. Both Joseph and Ol'Jack were looking at her. "You okay" Joseph asked then continued, "You were talking and groaning in your sleep but you looked tired so I didn't want to wake ya

He hadn't seen his daughter in years – wasn't allowed after the divorce – and it had shocked him to see the beautiful young woman she had grown into. He picked her up from the airport and tried his best not to stare at her on the drive back to his house

Pulling out of the drive you wave goodbye to your husband, you can see he’s still not happy about you making such a long trip on your own but with his work pilling up he wasn’t able to make the wedding of your oldest friend

Tied down. My arms stretched above my head, aching in their relentless restraint. Panic as I take in my surroundings. I'm in what looks like a large cave, the walls made of black volcanic rock