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It was the summer before Senior Year and I took a job as a counselor at the summer camp upstate. It was a “gifted-and-talented” camp so lots of privileged rich kids going through all sorts of activities

Tutor Lessons It was 1:58 and I was waiting for the bell to ring so I could get the hell out of class ‘cause I need to get home and play some Xbox Live! I look around the classroom and watch the other students finish their test and pass up their papers to the teacher, Ms. Marianne

Third day. He was getting the hang of things ever since the day before. Today would be another day he would continue the little vendetta that he gleefully started

This is my first ever story. Please only offer constructive criticismbut all comments are welcome..thanks! The Trip Part 1 I guess I should start out by describing myself

I'll turn forty in a few months. I'm not old, I know, but I'm stagnant. My wife and I have been together for a while, but our marriage is more of a habit than a romance, at this point. Oh, it's not all bad. Cindy's a good woman

“Hi Robbie!” “Kelsey?” Sat on the opposite sofa from my mother was my ex, Kelsey. The fuck was she doing here. “Hi sweetie!” Mom said standing up and coming over to me, giving me a hug. “She just turned up at the door and pleaded to let her speak to you.” She whispered

My name is Sarah, I am 24 years old and a law student in New York City. I am a white conservative young woman from Texas. I completed all of my pre-law courses at a small university in West Texas

Servicing the Client – Again My name is Jake, and I’m 58, twice divorced and a very successful stockbroker in Scottsdale, Arizona. I have dated and bedded my share of lovely ladies over the years and at 5’10” and 175 pounds, I am not too bad to look at, so I am told

(Honestly, I wrote this story a long time ago and I never got around to finishing it off properly, I don’t know if I will or not, it depends how well this story is received

The Levingston's Punishment This story is pure fiction and fantasy. Take it as such. :) “Stacy!” the voice blares through the earpiece on the young girls phone. “You were supposed to be here FIFTEEN minutes ago

I get to school late so I head straight to my locker to get my books

~Chapter 12~ Sergeant Darren LeRoy Hawkins. Just saying his name out loud rattled me. Hell, everything about him rattled me. He and I met when he pulled me over for speeding almost a year and a half earlier. He was a cup of ice cold lemonade on a Georgia August day. The man was…..

The Janitor Chapter one. Gwen picked up the mail from the mat, closed the front door behind with her foot and flicked the switch, turning on the main light

It started like any other boring day, a ton of work on my desk same old walls, same old people same everything. Jenny the office temp nodded her head as she passed by my desk in her plain, blue knee length dress, her nape long brown hair laying limp on her unblemished neck

Time for timeout was over. If there were a rock to climb she'd climb it, and what a rock it was. On a bright spring morning its shadow cast out across the desert for miles. At sundown its umbra left the earth to cut the sky in half