Gretchen stood behind the counter in the Amish market-golden hair tucked neatly under a crisp, white kapp, striking blue eyes scanning the busy room, a mixture of faces so familiar, a mixture of outsiders so inquisitive. Her shapely figure was appreciatively glanced at as she moved between tables, though she remained quite unconscious of any possible effect on anyone. A little taller than the average, and with long legs,...

I sat lost in thought staring at the flickering candle. Another holiday season was fast approaching. Just the thought of sitting through holiday dinners at relatives' houses that I only saw once a year made me feel nauseous. Great Aunt Betty would look at me with sad eyes and then say, “Oh, dear Wendy, no boyfriend again this year. You're not getting any younger.” “No, Aunt Betty, just me and my dog Echo.” That was how Th...

Emily was eighteen years old and had held on to her virginity. She had committed other sexual acts with various partners, but never gone all the way. She had been eighteen since last December, broke off a long-distance relationship in January, and still had yet to get any action. This summer, though, was growing long and boring, and she was becoming more and more pent-up and frustrated. She finally took action. Even thoug...

I'd been babysitting for the Rikers for years, since I was sixteen, and they both were really nice. Candice taught me so much about my babysitting duties – really mothering duties. Matt was always polite and friendly and always inquired about my schoolwork and sports. I'd had a schoolgirl crush on him off and on, but of course, I knew he was married, so I had always put it out of my mind. Matt was usually the one who drov...

“Are you sure?” I said to Ann. “Well, kind of. I mean, we’ve been dating for a few months. We’ve made out, you’ve let me touch your penis and I’ve let you slip your finger in my pussy. Don’t you think we should go all the way?” Ann responded. It was true, Ann and I had been dating and exploring each other's bodies, but we hadn’t crossed the line of full-blown sex yet. It was the perfect opportunity too. My parents had gon...

"Rebeca...I want to apologise. I'm sorry I was mean to you when we were growing up." Rebeca looked up, and into her brother's eyes. Jorge's lips were pursed, and he was looking straight at her. She could see he meant it. She looked down. "Ok. Thanks." There was silence, then she said, "You...damaged my confidence. With boys, especially" "I know. I'm sorry." Jorge looked at his sister, now a woman, now to be married. She w...

Later that night, reflecting over a bourbon in my hotel room, I was convinced I didn’t know the full story. Julie insisted on taking me to the airport. When she gave me a final hug before I went through the gates, she had tears in her eyes. As I considered those final moments, I felt a lump in my throat. The few days I had in Seattle were pleasurable, I spent a great deal with Julie and we shared a lot of intimate moments...

I’m an asshole, always been one and always will be. I got where I am because I take no prisoners, do business the hard and honest way, and am respected for it but, most of my clients will agree with the afore statement. My brand management company was built from the ground up. A lot of hard work, gambles, and sacrifices brought me where I am today. What helped a lot was the fact that I moved on from failures, counting it...

I have a hard time recollecting the memories of my childhood, and I would think that the majority of people would feel the same. Most of it seems to be a fuzzy haze, save for one instance that has haunted me for the past fourteen years. I was four at the time, traveling to Okinawa with my mother to visit an old college friend of hers. While I cannot recall her name, I do remember that she lived in a somewhat rural area ne...