Romance - Page 256

Moving to a new town and a new school is one of the hardest things a teenage girl can do, to leave behind every friend I have made and have to start all over again, to make new friends, get used to the town, the school and the teachers

Love never fades. Growing up. My name is Aaron Fitz. For the first twelve years of my life, I grew up like any other child. Going to school, coming home from school, doing my homework, playing with toys, just being a normal child

Hand of Love Ed was walking down a dark street on night, alone, but not drunk. He was too sad to get drunk. Instead he chose the long walk home in the rain through the park. As he entered the grassy boundaries of the park he noticed a hump on one of the benches

6-6Everyone who has been bullied dreams that, when they leave high school, everything will change. Everyone lives in hope and likes feel good stories where the nerd gets the girl in the end

This was a story I wrote for a friend through an IM. Hope you like it. ______ Paula was 21, her friend Doc, who she'd been friends with since Highschool was 22. He'd always thought about her as more of a friend, than a partner. She however, had always been interested in him

This is part four of my long-neglected story, “Dad, I Have a Question.” It isn't absolutely necessary to read the earlier chapters to understand this one, but, like I said before, it can't hurt

I have changed the age of my Niece to be compliant with the rules. This also throws off all future timelines. I apologize for any confusion, however I hope you will understand

A Special World A special world for you and me A special bond one cannot see It wraps us up in its cocoon And holds us fiercely in its womb

A few weeks past and we were loving every minute of our summer vacation. I got a part-time job at a warehouse moving boxes and bags around. It was good work with good pay and I definitely got a work out. I got home from work Thursday and Shawn was in our bathroom

My life had been a complete bore these last two years, since my wife died. Here I am, a 50 year old man, who works way too much, lives alone, and has not had a need to date. It’s not that I miss companionship, but the thought of finding someone to date, seems to be monumental at my age

I'll start by apologizing for the delay in new part. I have gone back and tried some brief editing and made some changes. So for the most part the story is the same with minor changes. I am reposting the entire story with the new part at the end. There is a formatting problem however

Early the next morning, Ben was already getting ready for another long drive. He snatched his cell phone up and without looking, turned the volume up in an autonomous motion. He prepped his log book and fired up the rig checking the oil pressure gauge for a few moments

ars as perfect as marble statue Curves as if born of sea foam Skin so perfect to shame the moon Her hair as Golden as the suns amber rays And so flowing as to be silk made of wind The Aphrodite of my common toils To this angel do I gaze upon Day in and day out till her prayer upon the balcony

I’m Jim and at the time this took place, 5 years ago, was 45. I am 5’ 10”, 175 pounds, still in good shape, thanks to going to the gym a few times a week

The best sex I ever had was not given to me by an obnoxious drunken whore in the middle of the night. I learned a valuable lesson at the age of 22, sex is more than just penetration and propagation

Fbailey story number 346 Trudy The Prude My wife said, “So you want to see ‘Trudy the Prude’ in a bikini, do you?” Naturally I said, “Yes, That’s what I just said

Goddess has kept me in her employment for almost two years now. My first nine months being her maid. My second three months as her personal maid. And now I have been Goddess's toilet maid for almost a year

After me and David started to become friendly we were inseparable. We were friends for about 2 months now. He still didn't know I was bi and I wasn't sure if he was gay, bi or straight either. But other than that we were the best of friends

I’m Sam, 43, divorced over 10 years now. I am 5’ 10, 175 lbs, brown hair and eyes, and have been told I am easy on the eyes. I work as a supervisor in a large warehouse that handles medical supplies, all over the counter stuff. I also flip homes as a hobby

Fbailey story number 220 Pool Table Back in the early 1960’s when I was a young teenager my father bought us a pool table. Soon I was spending every minute that I could playing pool. It was different in those days