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Lucifer’s Library
A one act play
Based very loosely on Sartre’s
No Exit
CAST
Lucifer – Handsome and sinister. He holds the keys to each character’s potential salvation or damnation.
Millie – Young, buxom milk maid from mid-1800s England.
Veronica – Well endowed Upper Main Line Philadelphia debutant from the early 1950s
Paige – Senior associate attorney at Kickim, Schrewem & Rhune, PC. 2008.
Leslie – S 1960’s hippie
Leo – A magician
Alex – The head of a pan-global corporation
Mack – A former Navy Seal who owns Dirtywater – a private security company
Dion – A rock star
Voice
Setting
Four single women are in purgatory. Purgatory is a very cozy library with a large fireplace burning brightly. The room is hexagonal. The fireplace takes one side. The doors take the others. There is a large anniversary clock on the mantle. Four overstuffed chairs are placed around the room. There is a table in the center of the room. The women have just arrived. They are wearing ragged costumes appropriate to their stations in life. They look around, disoriented. They each pick out an easy chair to sit in. They wait silently for a minute. Lucifer walks in carrying eight ornate books. The walls are white. During the play as each story unfolds it is surrealistically projected on the wall behind each speaker. As the protagonists tell their tales the screen will show the action. When the women describe what they have read to the other women, any dialogue in the books will happen at one of the four doors of the library.
LUCIFER
Good evening ladies. I see you’ve found your way into my library. You all look lovely tonight. Can I offer you a drink, something to eat? Oh. You’re dead. You can’t. Sorry. Well. Let’s get down to it then.
PAIGE
Wait a minute. What is this place. Am I damned or not?
VERONICA
Yeah. Look, I just got here. Give me a minute to catch my breath…. so to speak.
What are we being held here for?
The other women chime in.
Yeah. What gives? This isn’t right…. (And so on and so forth)
PAIGE
Who the hell are you anyway?
LUCIFER
Calm down, calm down. My name is Lucifer. I’m sure you’ve heard of me.
The ladies nod and agree.
Okay. Today I’m giving you four ladies a break. Ordinarily suicide …. Well, there’s Hell to pay. Literally. Mandatory sentence. But once in a while I get bored. Go back. Look at old files and if a case or two touches my heart,. I go to bat for the dammed with the Big Guy. I’m not all bad. The press I’ve been getting lately!! You ladies got the short stick as far as love, romance, hearth and so on were concerned. I picked your cases out of millions….. Anyway. Here’s the deal. Take it or leave it. I’ve brought in eight novels. Each novel has a heroine. Four live happily after. The other four, well…. You know. Agony for eternity. Each is a true life dilemma, a quandary for you to step into and to make some changes in your silly ass lives. If you don’t want to play the game you’ll rot for in hell for all eternity. You have four days. Starting tomorrow at 9:00 am. So…. I’ve got responsibilities. Time’s wasting At least for me. Have fun ladies. I bid you good night.
PAIGE
Well this is great. Just great. If I could get my hands on that son of a bitch, he’d be the one in hell. What did I do to deserve this? I did everything….
MILLIE
Well, what about me? How’d you like to spend eternity six months pregnant? Fucking little bastard never stops kicking. And my back… . My breasts…..
LESLIE
Well at least you had the chance to have a kid. Michael was my life and….
VERONICA
Shut up. All of you. Just shut up. I’ve got to think.
LESLIE
Give me a couple of those books. I’ll figure it out and I’m outa here.
Leslie reaches out and grabs at the books.
PAIGE
Wait. What if you get two of the good stories? That leaves one of us going to hell for sure. I’m not willing to take that chance.
VERONICA and MILLIE
That’s right.
MILLIE
Put them in a line. We draw numbers. Each takes the numbers given. Let’s get started. I really gotta pee. I can’t hold it much longer.
PAIGE
No. We have to think this through. We gotta get it right. What if all this is a trick? I mean, look at who we’re dealing with. Lucifer. The King of lies. What if it’s God testing us? If we make a deal with the devil we’re sure to go to hell. I think we should throw the books into the fire.
VERONICA
No!! Don’t do that. If it’s a test. We should at least know exactly….
PAIGE
That’s right. We have to make an informed decision. Not be hasty. We don’t have much time.
LESLIE
Okay hotshot. What do you think we should?
PAIGE
What do I think? Well, we should at least get to know each other. Figure out how we got where we are. The clock doesn’t start to tick until tomorrow. What time is it?
MILLIE
I don’t have a problem with that.
VERONICA
Well…. It seems to me….
LESLIE
I don’t know….
VERONICA
And we should read the books. Figure out which apply best to each of us. That’d give all of us a better chance.
MILLIE
I don’t know how to read..
LESLIE
Oh, come on. It’ll take months. We have four days. Just give me a couple of books
PAIGE
What’s your hurry? Got a hot date? Go ahead. Take your damn books.
LESLIE
No. But I know Michael is up there waiting for me. I….
PAIGE
How do you know?
LESLIE
I just do.
VERONICA
You don’t know anything.
LESLIE
Yeah? What makes you so smart? Who the hell are you anyway? I just want to get out of here.
VERONICA
We all do. Stop whining.
LESLIE
I’m not whining.
PAIGE
You’re whining.
LESLIE
Fuck you
MILLIE
Shut up. We’re not getting anywhere. Three of us agree. If you don’t want go along with us. Well, go ahead. Pick your damn books. We don’t need you anyway.
LESLIE
Oh for God’s sake. Okay. So, Miss dairy queen. Who are you and how did you get here?
MILLIE
I’m Millie. I’m sixteen years. You’re right. I’m a milk maid. My da’ was Duke Worthington’ gardener a few years back. It was just him and me. We lived in a nice little cottage. About a year and a half ago…. Actually, a lot longer than that. What year is this?
PAIGE
2008
MILLIE
Oh my goodness. A whole lot longer. When I turned fourteen I was given the job in the dairy. I liked it. Something soothing about leaning against a cow and thinking about things as you milk.
LESLIE
That’s disgusting
VERONICA
Shut up. Let her talk.
MILLIE
The Duke’s younger son, Geoffrey started comin’ around at the end of the day, wantin’ to walk me home.
PAIGE
I know where this is heading.
MILLIE
My da’ didn’t want him to but I didn’t see the harm.
PAIGE
Oh my God. What an idiot!
LESLIE
Shut up.
MILLIE
I told him to stop and he was so hurt. He was a fine, winsome chap. Handsome. Quick with his tongue, too.
VERONICA
I’ll bet.
MILLIE
I meant he was funny. He didn’t try anything until mid-summer’s night. Geoffrey said he just wanted a few dances with me. He told me I was prettier than anyone of the ladies. So we went off dancin’ a bit. I drank the mead, ‘n he was drinkin’ wh
iskey. On the way home he said he had to stop in the barn. Make sure the animals were tucked in. The groom was at the party and the stable boy was sound asleep.
LESLIE
So he lured you into the stable? What a bastard.
MILLIE
No, he was no bastard. He was the Duke’s son pure and simple. But he wouldn’t inherit. His brother, Michael was first born. So Geoffrey had to find a way to make it on his own.
VERONICA
A rat bastard. Go on.
MILLIE
Well, the animals were all safe. Geoffrey started kissing me. I though the world of him. He said he couldn’t stand the whey-faced twit the Duke had in mind for him to marry. He was all full of plans about how to make his own way. He was going to join the regiment. He said he’d take me with him.
PAIGE
You believed every word of it, didn’t you? Poor little fool. It was statutory rape. That’s what it was.
MILLIE
No. It weren’t rape. It was never…. The lovin’ was wonderful. I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world.
LESLIE
Then what happened?
MILLIE
He kept coming to the barn. I’d stay late with him. My da’ got wind of it somehow. Probably the rotten little stable boy. He whipped me soundly, and….
PAIGE
He whipped you? That’s inhuman…..
MILLIE
Inhuman? No he were just trying to beat some sense into me. I should have listened. We weren’t noble but we were from good stock and with sound morals. Well, the next midsummer’s night I was all excited. I thought we’d have a dance or two and I was hoping he’d remember the anniversary. But I when I went to meet him he wasn’t in our favorite spot. I didn’t see him at all that night. Two days later I heard he was marrying the girl he told me he despised. He didn’t even have the guts to come and tell me. My da’ said it were all for the better but my bleedin’ had stopped. I knew I was trouble deep.
But I still thought he loved me and thought maybe he’d not marry the girl or at least would do something to help me. One day I caught up with him when he was on his way to the carriage. He was going into London to see his lady. When I told him I was pregnant he said “why was I coming to him with my problems?” He said acted like he didn’t know me. When I started to cry. He said “oh for Gods sake girl. Buck up. It’s not the end of the world. You’re not the first maid I’ve gotten “up the spout,” and you won’t be the last.”
I went all cold. I couldn’t bear telling da’ — the scandal. I pretended I wasn’t pregnant for as long as I could. I was six months gone when the stable boy looked at me and said “you’re putting on a bit of weight there Millie. You got a man to marry you? I would but I’m too young for you.” There was nothing else to do so I hanged myself in the barn that night. I was so angry…. I wanted to make Geoffrey and all of his line suffer. So I put a curse on him and haunted him and his children. Geoffrey’s first born drowned in the pond beyond the barn. His other son Thomas inherited when Geoffrey died of a heart attack. Thomas had a girl and a boy. Twins. I haunted them too. When they died it was the end of their line. So here I am. Damned, I guess. I’m sorry for it. I should have let it go when I died.”
LESLIE
Wow. That’s creepy.
MILLIE
So what’s your story?
LESLIE
Mine’s just plain bad luck. My name’s Leslie. I’m 25 years old. Well, that’s what I was when I died. I met Michael at Woodstock.
MILLIE
What’s Woodstock?
LESLIE
Woodstock was a big music festival that happened in 1970 (CHECK THIS). It was a three day festival. All of the best musicians in the world gathered for the sake of peace and love. It was incredible. Dylan, Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Crosby, Stills.. Peace, love and rock and roll. That’s what makes the world go ‘round. If the he Beatles hadn’t broken up and John Lennon wasn’t assassinated, well, the world would have been….
PAIGE
Oh, come on. The Beatles were plugged by the British government to get people’s mind Philby and MacLean and the cold war. John was going to spill the beans so he was assassinated. It was just a fluke that they made such a big hit in the states. That scene when they flew in – they hired half of the girls. The others got all excited and….
LESLIE
Oh no. You’re nuts. That’s not true. You’re a fucking liar. Take it back. You’re a conspiracy freak. You think there were two gun men on the shady knoll and that the government’s hiding the fact that aliens have been watching us for thousands of years.
PAIGE
Precisely. And what I know about the Twin Towers….
VERONICA
What on earth are you guys talking about?
MILLIE
Why would the king care about musicians? Spys, okay. But musicians? That’s ridiculous.
LESLIE
Is not. You just don’t know….
MILLIE
Is too. What do you know about royalty?
PAIGE
We’re not talking royalty, we’re talking government. They’ve got their hands into everything and…..
VERONICA
What does it matter? Come on. We’ve got to focus. We don’t know each other’s names and we’re at each other’s throats. That’s just what Lucifer wants. I’m not going to spend eternity listening to you guys squabble.
MILLIE
She’s right. I told you my tale. What’s your story?
VERONICA
It’s not much of a story. It’s actually kind of sickening. My name’s Veronica. I was raised to be a rich man’s wife. Oh, and a mother, of course. I grew up in Main Line, Philadelphia. The first words I remember were “sit up straight, be a lady, how are you going to catch a good man wearing a dirty shirt? If you frown your face is going to freeze like that.” I was taught just enough about a lot of stuff to get by. Piano lessons when I was four years old. Ballet from age six until twelve. I went to private schools, where I was taught about comportment and manners and how to handle servants. I loved to read, and puzzles and arithmetic. Oh, and I loved to sing but…. Anyway. When I graduated from Riverview I had a year as a debutant. Every day I had to dress right and listen to old women chatter about how blue their blood was and which gentlemen were meant for which girl. Every night there was a dinner or a dance or a party. Terribly boring. I was supposed to marry Chad who was nasty creep. After the midsummer dance he drove us to the Jersey shore. He was tired of all the fuss and stuff. So we walked on the beach for a while. He started kissing me. I didn’t like it much. I told him to stop. He didn’t. When I tried to get away from him he started slapping me – not enough to leave a mark. Well, he raped me. I wanted to kill him. He laughed. “What’s the big deal?” he said. He said I ought to get used to it. We were going to have a long and happy marriage. “The first time’s always hard for a girl. But now it’s out of the way, everything would be just fine.”
After all that I had to go with him to get home. The next night I sneaked out my bedroom window. I stole some clothes from my brother. I drove out of the garage with the lights out. I went to a bar. I met a really nice, gorgeous man. Tony. We played billiards and I won. We got a table and talked for a while. He was completely different from Chad. He listened to me. He was funny and smart and very sexy. We started seeing each other on the sly. He never tried to take advantage of me. HE treated me like a lady. I fell in love with him…..
PAIGE
So what happened?
VERONICA
Tony asked me to marry him. I asked him how would he support me. He said it wasn’t a problem. He told me he cleaned septic tanks for a living. It was his father’s business. He’d take over managing it in a few years but until then he had
to learn the business from the bottom up. I was devastated. How in the world would I tell people…? I was disgusted and broke things off. Then found out I was pregnant. I went to Tony and told him about Chad. Tony wanted to kill him. But he found a doctor for me. The doctor made a bad job of it I got sick and my parents found out. They said I should buck up and keep my mouth shut. Maybe I hadn’t ruined things. Chad was still not engaged. I should have told them all to fuck off an gone with Tony but I didn’t have the guts. So I slit my wrists.
PAIGE
Eeewwe. That’s awful. Ya know, our stories are kind of similar.
VERONICA
Really?
PAIGE
Yeah. My name’s Paige. I’m…er, was, a lawyer. I grew up on Long Island. My parents were depression children.
MILLIE
What’s that?
PAIGE
I’ll explain later. I got to get this out. My father was incredibly talented. He could do anything. He was a carpenter, a plumber, an electrician…. Anyway, right before he married my mother he landed a very stable job. Both of my parents were looking at age thirty with no mate and no kids. They married in a hurry and didn’t know anything about each other. They came to despise each other. My father was always terrified he’d loose his job and we’d be out on the streets. My mother hated everything except beer, cigarettes and the kids. Every weekend my mother would start drinking beer and taunting my father. They’d yell and scream at each other, throw things and always ended up beating each other up. But the violence never spilled over onto us kids. So, when I was a kid I was told over and over that education was everything. Career, career, career was all I heard. But in the background my mom whispered get a good career you’ll catch a good man – not like your father. Then you’ll be happy.
Well, I was miserable. I was scared of my mother and desperate to please my father. My dad left for work every day at 7:45 and got home at 5:00 sharp in time for dinner. Day after day, year after year. Drudgery. Finally, I got to college. It was great.. My brother was working on his PhD in math and my sister got her nursing degree which came with a Mrs. Degree. She caught a doctor on the way up and never looked back. I decided to go to law school. Everyone was thrilled. I hated it but I thought it just went with the territory. I thought work had to be grueling for it to mean anything. I got good grades and passed the Bar first time. But the market for lawyers was glutted and I couldn’t find a job for love or money. And all through this I was sure a white knight was going to charge in and life would be a fairy tale. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon. I opened my own practice. Lived on a shoestring. Thing of it was, I was very shy. I started taking court appointments – defense cases in juvenile delinquency and child neglect. I was terrified of doing “real law.” I figured I couldn’t mess up in kiddie court. I was scared of trials, prosecutors, judges. The pay was horrible. Taxes and student loan payments broke my back. Finally I landed a job in a ‘real’ law firm. I did dull, dull, dull, probate work. So I started getting loaded every night after work. A fifth of vodka a day. I managed to hide it. Then I made a huge mistake. I started sleeping with one of the partners. In all honesty, I didn’t want to work. I wanted to drink and take on as little responsibility as possible. Where was my white night? The affair went sour. On the seventh anniversary of my being hired my lover called me into his office. He told me I wasn’t partner material. I was a looser and a drunk. It was time for me to move on. Move on to what?
I commuted to work by subway. I spent the afternoon in my office swilling vodka. On the way home I waited for the train and jumped.
MILLIE
Jesus.
LESLIE
Man. That was a statement. Good for you!!
PAIGE
Good for me? No. That’s what got me here.
LESLIE
You should have shot the bastard. That’s what you should have done.
VERONICA
Huh uhn. Then she’d have been toast.
MILLIE
But she would have paid him back.
PAIGE
Yeah. Then God would have put me and slime ball in the same room for eternity.
LESLIE
Okay. It’s my turn. I’m Leslie. I was a hippie. Free love, peace, sex and rock and roll. Well. Sex and rock and roll first then love and peace. I saw the Beatles on Ed Sullivan and my life was changed. I worshiped them. Still do. I came from an average family. Life in the ‘burbs was so borrrring. I had to move. I knew if ever got to meet Paul McCartney he’d fall in love with me. Well. That was my fantasy. I got caught up in the drug culture. I dropped out of school and started following the bands. I met some…. Okay. I was a groupie. I thought I was Lucy in the Sky. You know. I tripped a lot. I was used a lot. But I went to Woodstock and met this incredible guy. Michael. He was naked and covered in mud when I first saw him.
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Hello everyone! This is me Bhavna, with a another experience after my first one that was “Best cinema experience”. Well I was preparing for an interview for a teacher’s job and I needed a book for a topic so I went to a library! After my experience at cinema it’s been a long time and I wanted a similar experience so was really looking for nice public orgy. Well I found my luck in library itself!I was looking for the book in shelf. A bald man came close to me started searching the shelf. He...
It was an old school, over one hundred years old. The boys and girl who went there appreciated its history, especially the decor. It's an old building had been updated with air conditioning and a full electrical overhaul, making it a nice mix of the modern with the old. It was a wonderful place to study for the teachers and students alike. It had many weird features in the school that you wouldn’t get in a modern school, for example, it had two libraries. One library was bright and modern, it...
ExhibitionismResearch Library When I retired at sixty-two I decided to research the area when I lived and to write a comprehensive book unlike any written before me. It combined several of my previous hobbies of reading, writing, investigation, genealogy, and history. I went to every library in my area and then I was sent to a unique and little known library in the state capital. Before I could even get inside the building I had to submit an application as to who I was, what I was attempting to...
You log onto your computer and notice that you have a message from me. You click on the message button and read only ‘Sweetheart, Meet me in the stacks of the university library at 11pm just before closing. Wear a loose cardigan sweater and a short black skirt and no under things’. There is nothing more to the message and you wonder what I have in mind. You think about what happened the last time you received a message on your computer like this from me. It was almost a year ago. That time it...
A Chance Meeting At The LibraryI would say to you that when you think about picking up a woman, at the library does not come to your mind. But every now and then there is that special one that you find. I was in the library looking my next book to read when I saw this beautiful woman sitting in the corner of the library reading a book. I had read the book before so I knew about it. So I went over to her and said, “Hello Miss. I could not help but see the book that you are reading. I have read...
Hi, everyone. I’m Sujay from Coimbatore.(of course, it’s a fake name).This is my first story here. So please forgive any mistakes. This happened when I was doing my 11th(2012) Std in a very reputed school in my locality.I was in love with this girl (heroine) named Sanjana(name changed) Sanjana was a head turner. Believe me when I say this.. she had those perfect figures that could make any man drool for her.She was white as milk and was short doll which makes her a fucking beauty.Till now I can...
Hi to all you sex loving people out there. I have been reading these stories for quite long and felt like it’s time to publish my own real life story though pretty old now. I am writing this story in August, 2012 just for you to know whenever you read it. This is my 1st time so pardon in advance and all feedback welcome at To start with, I am Rahul Khanna working in an American company, 36 years old man from Delhi married for the last 11 years. Ok built with a 6 inches boner. More than the...
It was a sweltering day in the city. Adriana’s heels clicked on the sidewalk and she silently thanked the breeze that played against her stockinged thighs as she hurried up the steps of the library. She was nearing the top of that mountain of stairs, slightly winded from the stack of books she held tight against her chest when the whistle rang through the summer air. It was enough to set her heart racing and her feet clash against each other. As she threw out her arms to catch herself, she...
Love StoriesHi guys, I am Tarun from Noida and welcome to my story. I am a guy who always wanted to have sex in public! The thrill of almost being caught in a public bathroom or in some shady corner was always a thrilling fantasy for me. I have this fantasy because of something that happened during my time in college. Once I was in the library to check out some textbooks. I walked into the right section, but it was always deserted. You could smell the fungus growing in between the pages of these books! The...
Well, here is a website that could not have a more straightforward name... OrgasmSoundLibrary.com. Yes, you can expect to have a plethora of real female orgasms to listen to. But that is the extent of the website in case you were hoping to watch some sluts masturbate as well. Now, I should mention that OrgasmSoundLibrary.com is not really your regular porn website… so throw all your perverted hopes out of the window.Because instead of an actual porn website, you have a website filled with...
ASMR Porn SitesI locked the library door and turned off all but the security lights. The rest of the library’s staff had gone home and the library itself would be closed until Monday. That left me alone with the building all to myself. No one would even know I was there.Returning to my office, I retrieved the key to the rare books room in the library basement. One of the privileges of being the Public Services Librarian was control of that key. Really, there wasn’t much of extreme value in there but someone...
SupernaturalI love to read...and not just erotica! I went to the library this afternoon and grabbed a few books from the "New" shelves. Not having heard of some of the authors, I sat down on one of the couches at the back of the library. It's one of my favorite places to read. The rounded back wall is an expanse of tinted windows that overlooks a beautiful park. There's even a covered veranda with tables, for days like today when the weather is nice. Unless I'm sitting and talking with someone, though, I...
VoyeurThis is Rahul Sharma from Delhi writing my episode that took place with my girlfriend in our college library about 10years ago. Firstly, to divulge details about myself, I am a married man, 5ft 10.5in tall with a fair complexion and hold a decent member sized 6inches. Rather than the size, it is more of how well you use it that matters, and I think I use it fairly well. We had been going around for some time and we had already kissed and stuff but nothing major physically till now. At this...
Hi everyone! This is a real story of how I fucked my hot ex-girlfriend. I think of this incident every night before going to bed and masturbate. I haven’t had sex with her in the last 2 years after our break-up. But that day, I used some cunning tricks in the library to seduce her first and then played strip poker finally to fuck her. Coming to the story, my name is Rithwik, and this story happened one year back when I was in the final year of my graduation. Giving a bit of context to the...
“Mom, I’m bored and my cunt’s hot,’ said Rosalind’s young daughter casually as she stretched her arms over her head and yawned. Megan stood in the middle of library at the Jefferson Public High School, she glanced mainingfully at her mother, who was working behind the librarian’s desk and service counter. It was Wednesday, the night Rosalind was expected to offer extended hours for the students and their parents, but this night, as most, no one had come in yet. Megan kept herself busy reading...
As Cora neared the library, she felt heart beat a little quicker than usual. Immediately, she knew why and was not surprised. She was hoping he would be there again, sitting alone at his table, surrounded by his regular pile of art books, wearing his worn blue turtleneck sweater. Cora always did like visiting the library; she loved the smell of the books, the feeling of being surrounded by so much knowledge, so much inspiration. But ever since she saw him for the first time, last Friday, her...
EroticFrom time to time he returned to it. He was always somehow comforted by its steadfast austerity. In the fifteen years since graduation the world as a whole had gotten faster. The outside had changed. But here, inside, things were mostly the same. Sure, the old card catalogs were gone, replaced by the sleek kiosks of the electronic information system. And a few years back there had been some minor furniture changes. But for the most part, it was the same and he depended on its sameness. In his...
As Susie strode out of the library, grinning like the cat who is about to get the cream, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the girl scramble to her feet, roughly hitching up her knickers and tugging her skirt down. Her face burned with embarrassment as she picked up her bag and followed her back to her office.Susie held the door open and motioned Cathy inside, before silently locking the door and sitting down behind her desk, leaving Cathy standing before her. She opened the girl’s laptop...
Oral SexIm just your normal guy. 5 feet 8 inches, skinny, nerdy, and I've never been to good with girls. Im one of two black guys in my school but everybody is cool. It was my 18th birthday, and while other people party and do crazy things, i spent my day doing nothing. I had a test to study for in two days so i decided to go to the library so i can study quietly. Not to many people come to library, the only time they do is when the want to get a blowjob or something in the last row of books. Tonight...
This is a story about how a happy accident led to me having sex with my best friend in college. I was a 3rd-year student studying engineering in Hyderabad. I was volunteering for a college festival that occurs every year. As part of this event, I was in charge of organizing a book donation drive. My best friend at the time, Sheena was also on the same team helping me organize the event. Sheena was a great friend, we both met during our first year and bonded over our mutual hate for a senior...
Even after a few weeks at college I was still finding my feet. I had made some new friends, but the place itself - it was so big! I wanted to knuckle down and, being a bit of a nerd, decided to get some books on English grammar. I had only been to the library once and then it had been locked. One girl told me that it was a good place to study because so few people went in. Mobiles and iPods were strictly prohibited. I opened the heavy glass-panelled door and walked in. It had a slightly musty...
MasturbationThe teenage girl who worked in my local library was red hot! She had long shapely legs and blonde hair down to her waist, and a lovely cleavage to boot. I had fantasised about her many a night as I lay on my bed, jacking myself off at the thought of her.I didn’t think that I had any chance in savouring her delights as she sat behind the desk wearing her black secretary type glasses and short red skirt. Plucking up the courage, I asked if she had a book about “Sexual positions for the more...
Friday, September 13th, 2013 – Paris, Texas There was an away game, so there was no cheerleading practice this afternoon. I missed those sweet, young Lionesses, and their even sweeter cooches. Every afternoon this week, just like last week, I had spent it with the cheerleaders, fucking one of them behind the bleachers, while the others practiced. It was an arrangement we reached; I had been disrupting their practices too much, so the girls started drawing straws to see who would keep me...
My name is Oliver Johanssen. Yep, a big husky guy of Norwegian descent, right down to the close cropped hair and square jaw. At 5’11’ and 210 pounds, the name fits the look perfectly. I did play football in high school but getting a scholarship for that wasn’t even close because in college, they considered me too small. It didn’t help that I had a set of legs the size of tree trunks, so my 18.5 second 100 yard dash was very slow, I was a tad too short for basketball, in baseball I could have...
It was the proverbial dark and stormy night. Not wanting to get stuck in my dorm room with my wannabe redneck roommate and his classic country music, I escaped to the library. I took the elevator up to the 4th floor. The top floor of the library is quiet and usually deserted at night. I’m doing research for an advanced level history course and I don’t need distractions. I dropped my backpack on the table and pulled out the chair. I saw her as I was spreading out my notes. She was directly...
I’m in need of going to get books from the library downtown. I beg you to come to the library with me, and after much debate, you agree to come. You’re still grumbling about it as we pull up to the library. As I walk in, I stop and look up where the books are I’ll need to study with and tell you that they’re upstairs. We walk up and I begin to go through the rows. The last book I need is way in the very back of the old library, in a corner. I reach up and start to look through them, running...
(After some hiatus, I've returned to writing. In light of having a more busy job life of, well, writing, I've decided to focus on actually finishing some of these scenarios rather than having the originally intended 50-100 endings. I've always intended to have a focus on choice, but honestly, I just don't have time for that. So! Over the next couple months expect my stories to actually have some finished choices, and I can expand from there. Thanks!) Cora had a long dream - to see the rare...
Screw Callum and screw the Library of Congress classification, geez was I missing my old college library Dewey Decimal saunter. Here I was amongst the frickin old academic bound periodicals, bloody rows and endless shelves of unopened dusty crap; looking for an obscure but relevant brown nosing article, not conveniently in pdf form on the internet, to get an A on my current Uni assignment. But I was screwed. Screwed up inside because I hadn’t been screwed like I had hoped to be last night....
Here comes that beautiful Sassy into my lab here at Wannabe U. She is always so perky and on her that is absolutely erotic, a real turn on for an old guy like me. Today she is in a short, pleated skirt with a matching vest covering another sheer white blouse. Like all her blouses none of them need to be wet to show off the dark tone of the skin underneath, those enticing breasts with nipples that seem to be painted to the outside of the blouse.I stand to greet her but need to sit quickly...
My name is Will, and I'm twenty-two. I have brown hair, and I'm six foot. My girlfriend, Sharon, and I are students in college. She is twenty-two as well. We both agree that college totally sucks. We both study every single day and feel like we have absolutely no social life, none whatsoever. We often studied in the library, for research papers, and various other things. Anyway, there was almost never more than twenty people in there at a time. We guessed it was because of absolute silence...
College SexAs a bookworm I love to spend a lot of time in the library, going through the shelves, all the old books, the feel of the pages, the quietness. I normally keep to myself in the library, just put my headphones in and zone out. This time was different.I got to the library about lunchtime, I had no plans for the rest of the day so I decided to go find a decent book worth reading. I have short, straight light brown hair, I carry a little weight but not too much. This time I was wearing a tight...
She spoke with her hands, letting them flutter like anxiousbirds, her lips shaping words, each as silent as the snow that settled on her shoulders, covered her bare toes, turned her dark hair white. Above her the sun stared off into the distance, its black fur swallowing its own light, its kitten face smiling as it dreamed of balls of yarn and tasseled ribbons and tasty fish, or perhaps it was just waiting for the moon to come so that it could take a relaxing dip in the ocean. “No.” The word...
Love StoriesI’m in need of going to get books from the library downtown. I beg you to come to the library with me, and after much debate, you agree to come. You’re still grumbling about it as we pull up to the library. As I walk in, I stop and look up where the books are I'll need to study with and tell you that they're upstairs. We walk up and I begin to go through the rows. The last book I need is way in the very back of the old library, in a corner. I reach up and start to look through them, running my...
ReluctanceThe library is a place of worship, of knowledge in the day and bodies at night. Divinities and obscenities run hand in hand. Although the doors close at 11, for some the gale of lust always manages to move past through the windows. On that day, it was she and me who jumped our way in. I helped my virgin classmate girl climb, first partly chivalry and partly ogling. As we moved in, we both knew what we wanted but these intense moments are like chess. The first to make a move is vulnerable to the...
This story is based upon real life experiences, but places, names, and some parts have been changed to protect the guilty. “I hate this class,” Mindy huffed, as she plopped her books on the table in front of me. It was late at night. Actually, it was somewhere around 2:00 AM. No one else was in the student center and that’s that way it should have been. It had been closed for nearly two hours. I had been working as a security guard for the college Mindy & I attended, near a large city...