Peeping tom

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[…]

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My first love

My First Love Part 1 I was starting my first semester of college in 1985 and was frightened and lonely. All my friends had gone to other schools or started working and they all were[…]

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Backstage pass

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 I grew up in a medium-sized resort town on the English coast. Every summer, the local theatre would put on a show during the holiday season, with the lead roles taken[…]

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My awakening – part 7

NO IF’S AND OR BUTS Friday came too quick. I was enjoying my new sexual awakening. In my mind something special was missing. I knew that I was missing something. Tonight was Connie’s big graduation[…]

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The teacher

I first met Ms. Michaels when my roommate, Cindy, and I happened to run into her walking across campus. My roommate stopped her and introduced me. "How do you do," said Ms. Michaels. She looked[…]

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