A college student, Seth, finds his snooty/bitchy exGF in a wreck in a major snowstorm. Despite her attitude, he persists with trying to help her. Two huge rednecks come along and quickly show that they have ill intentions for the hot girl, and quickly take over the situation. A series of events causes the girl to reevaluate her impression of Seth in this crazy whirlwind of a story.
Auto-biographical account (i.e. true-story) of a childhood fling with a Strawberry Blonde. There's only one small hitch: She was 17 and her father, unbeknownst to me, was the town Sheriff. Like Fear Factor, only a wee bit more Erotic.
Joyce, Jim and their 15 year old son Robert go on a two week rafting trip. A sudden rain storm decends upon them and wet and cold they hide in a cave for protection from the weather. That night as Jim makes love to his wife something happens that allows Robert to join in the fun and all three go to sleep, alive, happy and sexually satisfied.
Griffin Barrett was Fourteen and lived in Granbury, outside Fort Worth, Texas. He lived with his Father, Richard Barrett, a chemical engineer at Allied Technologies. Four years ago, Griffin’s mother, Ashley Barrett, divorced his dad for the bright lights of Hollywood. She went to Southern California for plastic surgery on her nose after an accident and fell in love with the area. Dad said she met someone with money, and he wasn’t sorry she was gone. Grif, as everyone calls him, agreed.
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A story in the Blanke Schande College Universe
The story of one boy's disappointment over his best friend not graduating to the same college as he is only to discover later on that his best friend is going to a college where all the female students must be totally naked while on campus. He also discovers that his gorgeous neighbour is also at this same college and that some dreams do really come true.
The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-clad leg. Bent at the knee the leg covered a second nylon-clad knee, swinging softly. He loved the dark, reflecting liquid of black patent leather - it was a pool to drown in and be forgotten.