If anyone had ever looked at Michelle, while passing her on the street, you’d never guess how interesting this girl was. She was a long haired brunette, with a fairly athletic build, and a great smile. Michelle was well liked among her friends at the Hamilton Heights Academy, and one of the better students who’d
Bobby’s right hand was under Terri’s skirt and was slowly sliding up her thigh. His left hand was cupping her breast and she felt her nipple hardening under the material. She’d never let any boy get this far before, but this time, she decided to take the chance. This was the first date she’d been
“Truth or dare?” “Okay, truth.” She said. “Have you ever let one of the guys touch your breasts?” “Mary-Jane! C’mon! You know I let Todd touch me all the time. He even got his hand into my panties once.” “NO!” “Yes! He just touched my hair though. Did David touch your titties when you two
Out here at “beautiful” Pebble Creek U. (a.k.a. the State U. of New York at Stony Brook, home of mud and fluffies), we have a fairly active science fiction club, the Science Fiction Forum. Now, in addition to the standard library and games and MUDding and whatnot, we have some pretty wild people. Most of
When Laura Becker landed a teaching job at Fitzmoore College she was delighted, although she was to be the only female member of the faculty. It was an all male institution, very much into sports and both students and faculty members were built for action. She figured if she couldn’t land a boyfriend in this
Saturday afternoon, I was sitting on the couch with my girlfriend, her sister was in the chair by the window, we were relaxing with an old movie on the TV. Now, my girlfriend Karen was from Kenya, and we had just gotten the money together to send for her sister a month ago. Karen was