TheDarkKnight: Stories

A shy, virginal young man comes to the rescue of a girl when she is assaulted by a gang of boys. But his good deed turns bad when they are alone.

Emily knew the park was no place for a young woman to be at night, especially alone. But she had a special reason for being there.

Just a short walk down a dark alley into the seamy underbelly of the internet, as told by one of its victims.

When Angel was little, she liked her name and did everything she could to live up to it. She was an insufferable little brat. But when she got older,, she became Ang, and the brat became an avarice self-centered creature. When she met Chris and his beautiful car, things got interesting.

Anna was a bright, somewhat plain girl who desperately wanted to be one of the cool kids. She decided that the best way to achieve her goal was to capture the attention of the Don Juan of the ninth grade '" Brad Dorman. She decided to try and follow the advice of her sexually adventurous cousin, "... do the most you can with what you have". She had to act fast, which called for some extreme measures, beginning with the banana in her lunch bag.

Billy was thirteen, maybe a little old for babysitters, but he really didn't mind. That was especially true when he met his latest sitter, a cute, athletic high-school girl with an interesting career choice.

Hiring a horny, sex-starved 19-year-old young man to watch over a mischievous 14-year-old girl is a bad idea. I should know. I was that young man.

I come from a family of teachers and educators, so becoming a teacher was what everyone expected of me as I was growing up. However, after I earned my degree and started teaching, I found that being around teens and tweens only fueled my formerly hidden perverse interests. I thought that taking a job as an online tutor might be the answer, then I met my new neighbor, Cassie. Frying pan, meet the fire.

When my wife "volunteered" me to be one of the men auctioned off for her club's fundraiser, I was reluctant, but when she told me her best friend Maggie was determined to be my highest bidder, I felt more relaxed. I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but I figured that it would involve some manual labor, especially since Maggie had been divorced for a year. I was partly correct.

Charlie Parsons had been Sophie and Willow's school bus driver since they were eighth-graders. Now, four years later, he was retiring, and his favorite riders wanted to make his last day special. They succeeded.