15-year-old peter was feeling rotten about himself as he walked to his house. He didn’t how he was going to fix it but he felt like a ass. He hung his head down as he walked down the sidewalk. He couldn’t help it, he felt really ashamed.

Sorry it has taken such a long time to get this chapter posted, but real life just got in the way. If you lost the thread of the story, I recommend you read some of the previous chapters.

As the story stands, Rhod/Em was being slandered by Roger Stoller; a boy he/she had a horrible date with on Saturday. He was bragging how Rhod/Em did all kinds of sexual favors for him on the date, last Saturday. They were all fabricated lies to make him look good in the eyes of the other boys at school. Not realizing he was making it difficult for Rhod/Em. But why should he care?

Rhod/Em left in a huff from school Monday night, when she found out about the lies Roger was spreading about him/her. Even the high school girls were getting upset with Rhod/Em. Rhod/Em was beside herself.

The story continues With Rhod/Em on Tuesday.

He/She wanted to get Roger back and make him confess his lies to the school.

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Upstairs I led him into my old bedroom and seated him on the bed slowly I untied the halter — neck dress and eased it down my body over my hips as he watched.

“You like what you see” I asked “Very much” he replied.

“Good! we aim to please!" I said as I kicked of my pastel blue high heels and moved towards him.

One week after Joseph had first met Holly he was just walking back to his dank little motel room with it's wet carpet that stunk like rotting organic matter. As Joseph ambled along, in no hurry to return to the place he slept at night or the dreams that awaited him there he thought long and hard about all that Holly had said to him.

Due to Joseph's lack of desire to return to the empty room that awaited him, he ended up walking towards the centre of town, where the bustle of the people and the noise of the overall rush of inner city life could drown out the voice of doubt in his head.

“What?” Joseph asked more out of shock then out of curiosity.

“I mean what’s on your mind, I've seen you here every night for the past month and frankly sir, this dive doesn't seem to be your kind of place.”

Echoes Part VI

Melanie Ezell

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Cary tried to pay attention to the movie, but just like the walk to the restaurant he kept finding his eyes wandering over to the beautiful creature next to him. *I REALLY need to talk to Miriam about this. This is insane.* Miriam turned her face away from the screen and smiled at him briefly, and he felt the blood rushing to his cheeks.

The feeling of embarrassment quickly turned to one of surprise. Her face never left the screen as her small hand travelled across the armrest, hovering above his right thigh, before dipping between his legs...

Miss Tickell checked off the final nine names in the register. ‘Now, I’m putting you on your honour to be quiet and remain in your places while I go and see Miss Morgan. You may talk quietly amongst yourselves, but I want no raised voices. Understand?’ She looked hard at a few of the boys huddled in the back row and bustled out of the classroom.

‘I always thought there was something weird about Rose,’ Willy Philpott, sitting in the back row, proclaimed.

A Willing Victim
I live and work on this dairy farm with my mom and step dad. Mostly my step dad is more a guru to me than a parent and over the years we have attained a high level of conscious awareness together. My biological father, however, is having his mental problems and mostly I go and live with him to help him out mentally as well as do a little work on the horse farm he owns.

It is decision time for Ollie. Will his dad rescue him? Does he want to be rescued? Can he bear to turn his back on the new things in his life? Maybe, being a girl is what he wants after all.