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Chapter 1: Melanie’s Story

Melanie made her way through the heard of partying college kids, most drunk, being that the party was well into the fourth hour mark. Melanie had only been there for about twenty minutes though, but already she was ready to leave. She wasn’t a big party girl, but didn’t mind them occasionally, however tonight she just wasn’t into it.

She just wanted to get out of there, she was tired and the loud music was giving her a headache, but she had to find Poppy first, to tell her she was going.

‘Melanie,’ she heard her name being called behind her, turning she found Logan. He was in her in her drawing class, she talked to him sometimes but didn’t really know him too well. She was surprised to see him here though, him being a junior, and this party mostly being freshman, with a couple of sophomores.

‘Hi Logan,’ she greeted with a friendly smile.

‘Hey, how’s it going?’ he asked casually, grinning at her.

‘Oh, fine, you know,’ she said distractedly, wanting to continue on her way, but not wanting to be rude.

‘Yeah, me too. I’ve been fine, I mean.’

‘Good, that’s good,’ she said nodding.

‘So, do you maybe want to dance?’ he asked.

‘What?’ she couldn’t quite hear him over the loud music.

‘Do you want to dance?’ he leaned over and shouted in her ear.

‘Oh, actually I was just leaving. I have to find Poppy first, though,’ she said back, glad the conversation was ending.

‘Leaving so soon?’ he said, and Melanie didn’t catch the disappointment in his voice.

‘Yeah, I’m kind of tired.’ And she turned to leave, ‘See ya,’ she said over her shoulder.

Melanie finally found Poppy talking to some girls, and pulled her aside. ‘I’m leaving,’ she said into her ear.

‘Really? Do you want me to come with you?’ Poppy asked.

‘No, I’m just tired. You stay here, I’ll see you back at the dorm.’ Poppy nodded and waved goodbye. Melanie had just made it to the door, when she felt a hand on her arm.

‘Hey, Melanie.’ It was Chris Stanwick. She beamed up at him, pleased he was talking to her. She only knew him casually, but she had a bit of a secret crush on him. He was just too handsome.

‘Hi Chris!’ She hoped her voice wasn’t too enthusiastic and told herself to play cool.

‘You look really hot tonight,’ he said smoothly.

‘Really?’ God, could she be more pathetic. She sounded like some pre-teen groupie.

‘Yeah, you wanna dance?’ Melanie loved the way he leaned into her when he asked, and forced herself to respond with a very calm ‘sure.’ Chris led her out to where people were dancing, and she started to sway to the music, letting her body rub up against his.

***

Across the room stood Logan. He watched her dancing with growing anger, and cursed himself an idiot. He had come to this asinine party, just because he had heard she’d be there. He had waited around four hours for her to show up, and when she finally did, she blew him off. He hadn’t even been mad then, she was just tired. The thought that she was making an excuse hadn’t even crossed his mind. Idiot, he cursed himself again.

Now she was over there dancing with some punk, gyrating all over him. He couldn’t watch, he couldn’t bear to see the woman he loved all over another man. Yes, Logan loved her, had been in love with her since the first time he saw her. She had walked into the drawing class with a little white dress on, her soft brown hair shorn into a short, pixie-like cut, rosy cheeks and big blue eyes. Though she didn’t seem to notice him at all, she had sat right next to him. They hadn’t spoken until a couple days later.

Logan forced himself to stop thinking about her. She wasn’t who he thought she was, he told himself, just forget her. But forget her he could not.

***

Melanie woke up in a strange bed, confused and disoriented. Her head was throbbing so hard, she didn’t realize at first that she was naked. She instantly panicked, forcing her brain to think back to last night. She could remember the start of the party, wanting to leave, dancing, drinking, but after that her mind goes foggy.

She slowly sat up. She could feel the pain between her legs, the soft throbbing. She knew instantly she had been raped, even before she saw the dried virgin’s blood on her thighs. Melanie let herself break down into sobs. She couldn’t believe this had happened to her. She wanted to save herself for the man she loved, but her virginity had been cruelly taken from her.

She hated being naked, and she put her dress back on. Her panties were too torn to wear, and she couldn’t find her bra. She just wanted to get home, to get home and take a shower. To wash the evidence of her rape off of her.

The walk back to her dorm was the longest of her life. She could feel the passers-by’s eyes on her, she felt like somehow they knew.

‘Lanie, where have you been?’ Poppy asked as she opened the door. ‘We’ve been worried sick…’ and she trailed off as she saw the look on Melanie’s face.

‘Gee Melanie, what happened?’ she asked worriedly. Melanie just pushed past her, heading for the bathroom. ‘Melanie, what’s wrong?’ she called as Melanie locked herself behind the door. She stripped off her wrinkled dress, stuffing it into the trashcan before turning on the shower. She let the warm water wash over her skin. She scrubbed her entire body, especially her thighs and between her legs.

She must have been in the shower for over forty minutes, but when she came out, Poppy was waiting for her. ‘Melanie, you tell me what happened last night, right now,’ she demanded.

‘I-I,’ Melanie said looking at her, ‘Last n-night,’ she stammered, tears starting to stream down her face, ‘someone-someone raped me,’ she said on a sob. She couldn’t control herself any longer, and broke down into heart-wrenching tears for the second time that morning.

‘What?’ Poppy screamed, overwhelmingly angry. How could anyone rape Melanie? ‘Who?’ she asked.

‘I…don’t…know,’ Melanie said between sobs. Her body hunched over and she leaned against the wall.

‘What’s going on?’ Bee, her other roommate, asked worriedly, coming out of her bedroom.

‘Call the police,’ Poppy said, pulling Melanie into a hug, ‘Melanie was raped last night.’

Melanie had calmed down and was sitting on the couch when the police arrived. She was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt.

‘Okay miss, tell me exactly what happened,’ the police officer asked, sitting across from Melanie. She told him the whole story, everything she did since arriving at the party, up till when she couldn’t remember. She told him about the next morning, too.

‘Okay, very good. You told me you were talking to a Chris Stanwick. Do you think he could have possibly slipped you a date rape drug?’ he asked.

‘Well, I guess he could have, but I don’t think Chris would do something like that,’ she said.

‘Well, can you think of anyone who could have done this?’

‘No, no, I can’t think of anyone,’ she said, shaking her head.

‘Okay,’ the police officer started, but was interrupted by Poppy, ‘I can.’ They all turned to look at her.

‘Logan Tully,’ she said, then turning toward the police officer continued, ‘He’s so creepy, he’s always staring at her. And last night was no different, I saw him. Plus, Melanie said she rejected him for a dance,’ she said looking at the girls to gage their reactions, ‘He’s obsessed with her, I wouldn’t be surprised if the bastard did this.’

‘I don’t know, I can’t believe that he would rape me because I didn’t dance with him,’ Melanie said. Logan always seemed so nice.

‘I’ve seen a lot stranger things,’ the police officer said. ‘I’ll talk to both boys, but I have to tell you, a lot of these cases involving date rape drugs are hard to prove, especially with no DNA evidence.’ Then he pulled a business card out of his pocket,
handing it to Melanie, ‘Here’s the card of a grief counselor who specializes in this sort of thing,’ he said and left the room.

‘Well that was helpful,’ Poppy said sarcastically when he was gone.

‘Come on,’ Bee said, pulling her to her bedroom, ‘Why don’t you go rest.’

‘That sounds good,’ Melanie agreed, realizing that she was pretty tired. She climbed into bed and was asleep in no time.

***

Melanie insisted on going to her classes the next day. She wasn’t going to let this ruin her life.

‘Melanie, I heard what happened. Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?’ Logan was upon her as soon as she walked into her drawing class.

‘I’m fine,’ Melanie said looking at him suspiciously. She wondered it he could have possibly raped her. He didn’t look like a rapist, but then what did a rapist look like?

She sat down and could feel his worried eyes on her for most of class, but she pointedly ignored him. ‘Lanie, do you want to skip the rest of your classes? Get your mind off things, I’ll take you wherever you want to go,’ Logan asked her after class.

That was just the kind of sweet thing she had expected to come from Logan. She normally would have taken him up on the offer, but she couldn’t get it out of her head that maybe he had raped her. Maybe he had stalked her and raped her.

‘No thanks, I better not, you know,’ she said and hurriedly left. She didn’t turn back to see the hurt expression on his face.

She saw Chris at lunch, and she was sure he saw her too, but he pretended like he hadn’t. Well, the least he could do was come talk to her, say something. Oh well, she thought, he was just a jerk anyway.

***

It had only been a week, but Melanie found herself starting to go back to her regular life, and as the days went on, the pain started to fade. Nobody mentioned the incident to her, and she stopped thinking about it every second of the day.

She never talked to Chris, but Logan was being extremely nice to her. She accepted his kindness with distant formality, but he didn’t seem to mind in the slightest. One day when she was talking about her trouble with the human form, especially the male, he offered to model for her. She looked at him startled, but said no thank you, that it would just be too weird.

She didn’t want to be alone with him, especially with him naked. It would just be too intimate, plus she was still a little uneasy about him. The next day, she was talking to another girl in her class, Samantha, and she off-handedly mentioned Logan’s offer.

‘Well, that’s wonderful,’ Samantha had said before Melanie had time to tell her she had rejected it. ‘Can you ask him if I can come too? I need to get some practice in, and models are so expensive.’

‘Well, I actually told him no,’ Melanie said hesitantly, the other girl seemed so excited.

‘Why?’ she asked, but didn’t wait for an answer, ‘tell him you changed your mind,’ she said and pushed Melanie in the direction of where Logan was sitting.

‘Um, Logan?’ she asked hesitantly. Logan looked up and smiled widely. She never initiated conversations with him.

‘Yeah?’ he asked.

‘Um, well you know that offer you made yesterday, about modeling?’ He nodded. ‘I was just wondering if I could take you up on that?’ she asked.

‘Yeah of course, how about tonight?’ he said happily. He was glad she wanted to spend time with him, even if it was to practice for school.

‘That’s good, we can do it here, and Samantha’s coming, too,’ she gestured to the girl on the other side of the room, ‘I hope you don’t mind.’

Absolutely he minded, ‘Not at all,’ he said.

‘Okay, see you,’ she said, and walked back over to Samantha.

***

That night, Logan was upset to find more than just Samantha and Melanie in the room, but he didn’t say anything. Apparently Samantha invited some other girls who needed to practice drawing, and how could he refuse. He couldn’t say, ‘No, I just want these two.’

So that’s how he found himself naked, standing on a podium with a bunch of girls staring at him. He felt ridiculous, but he would do it for Melanie. She looked so cute and intense when she was drawing, and he had to force himself not to stare, though he let his eyes wonder in her direction every now and again.

Melanie, who didn’t catch him looking at her, was too busy trying not to stare herself. He was so muscley and chiseled, so handsome and confident standing there in the nude. She had to force herself to work on her drawing and not fantasize about being inside those strong arms.

After several hours of posing, they were finally done and they all wrapped up.

‘Can I walk you home?’ Logan asked Melanie. For some reason, Melanie wasn’t as scared of him after staring at him naked for several hours, and she nodded.

‘Sorry Samantha brought all those girls,’ she said as they left the building.

‘It’s okay,’ he said. If it got her to warm up to him, then it was more than okay.

‘You must be very comfortable with yourself, I could never have done that.’

‘It wasn’t so bad after the first five minutes,’ he explained, ‘I kind of got used to it.’

‘You know, some of those girls, I don’t think they were even in any art classes. They probably just wanted to see a hot upper classman without his clothes,’ she said teasing him.

‘You think I’m hot?’ he let the question escape his mouth without thinking. Melanie just blushed and didn’t look at him. They reached her dorm room, and they stopped outside the door.

‘Thanks for doing that tonight,’ she said.

‘My pleasure,’ he insisted gallantly. ‘Hey Lanie, do you want to maybe…’ and his words trailed off as Poppy and Bee had come into view of the dorm, and they rushed to stand next to her.

‘Get away from her, you pervert,’ Poppy ordered, pulling Melanie back by the arm.

‘What are you talking about?’ Logan was stunned.

‘Guys, it’s…’ Melanie started, but was interrupted by Poppy.

‘We know that you’re obsessed with her, that you’ve been stalking her,’ Poppy accused.

‘I have not, what are you talking about?’ Logan was completely taken aback

‘Give me your wallet,’ Bee asked.

‘What? Why?’ Logan said looking at her oddly.

‘Just give it to me.’ And he reached in his back pocket and pulled it out, slapping it in her hand. Bee calmly looked through it, and pulled out a picture of Melanie. It was black and white, really artistic, and she was sitting under a tree reading. Melanie looked at it, she remembered that day, the picture was months old.

Bee tossed him back his wallet, and he caught it. He looked really worried and lost, standing there, holding his wallet against his chest. He looked at Melanie to gage her reaction, but she didn’t let anything show on her face.

‘We know you are in love with her,’ Bee said. So Melanie knew? Logan thought. She knew all along that he loved her. Did she talk to him because she felt sorry for him, or was she just using him? He thought of tonight, she knew he wouldn’t argue about there being more people there. She knew he would do it because she had asked him to. God, he hadn’t even realized, he was just so happy she was talking to him.

‘And we know you were there the night she got raped.’ Poppy let her words drop like a ton of bricks. They thought he had raped her? ‘She made you angry, so you raped her.’

‘You don’t believe that, do you?’ he asked, staring intently at Melanie. Melanie opened her mouth like she was about to say something, but then closed it again. God, all this time he thought she was just scared, trying to cope. He didn’t know she was just scared of him.

Logan cursed himself for the most pathetic fool to ever walk the planet. He turned and started to leave, he had to get away from her. He couldn’t let her see how much she could hurt him.

‘Logan,’ he heard her call weakly after
him. What did she want? To make sure he knew she didn’t have any feelings for him? To make sure he knew she thought he was a rapist? Logan quickened his pace. He had an apartment off campus, but it wasn’t too far, and he made his way to it, not turning back.

***

Melanie watched him walk away. She grabbed the picture of her out of Bee’s hand, and held it gently in her own, staring down at it.

‘How did you know he had her picture in his wallet?’ Poppy asked.

‘I was talking to this girl who said she saw it there once, and thought it was weird, because she didn’t think they were going out,’ Bee explained.

‘That is weird. That’s the creepiest thing I’ve ever heard,’ Poppy said and shivered, ‘Are you okay, Lanie?’ she asked.

‘It’s not that creepy,’ Melanie said more to herself than to her friends, ‘It’s kind of sweet.’

‘That is not sweet,’ Poppy said incredulously.

‘I don’t think he raped me,’ Melanie said, thinking back through all the time she knew him. He had never been anything but nice, and friendly, and wonderful. ‘I think I love him,’ she said as the truth dawned on her.

‘What?’ Bee and Poppy said at the same time. They stared at her disbelieving.

‘You love him?’ Poppy said skeptically. ‘Lanie, you’re being delusional, you can’t love him.’

‘I can love him,’ Melanie said back defensively, ‘And I do.’

‘But Lanie…’ Poppy started again, in her this-is-going-to-take-a-while-but-I’ve-got-to-explain voice.

‘Melanie,’ Bee interrupted Poppy, ‘If you love him, tell him.’

‘Bee,’ Poppy squealed, ‘What are you telling her, he could be a rapist.’

‘I think Melanie is smart enough not to fall in love with a rapist,’ Bee said logically.

‘Yeah, but she’s not in her right mind,’ Poppy argued.

‘I know, she’s in love.’ They continued to argue, but Melanie was already gone. She knew where Logan’s apartment building was, and she headed in that direction. She had to see him, and just hoped he would forgive her, hoped it wasn’t too late.

She reached his apartment building, and stood on the edge of the park opposite it. She didn’t know his apartment number, so she pulled out her cell phone and gave him a call.

‘Hello,’ he answered gruffly.

‘Hi, it’s Melanie, don’t hang up,’ she said quickly, afraid he wouldn’t want to talk to her.

‘What do you want,’ he said, resignation in his voice.

‘I want you to know that I don’t think you raped me,’ she started with, ‘and that I’m standing outside your apartment. I want you to let me up, because I have something important to…’ and then the phone was ripped out of her grasp, and smashed beneath a boot. ‘Hey,’ she said starting to turn around, but was suddenly grabbed. A hard arm was pressed against her stomach, and a knife to her throat.

‘Hello, my little virgin,’ a deep voice that was obviously trying to disguise itself said. ‘Do you remember me? No of course not, but I remember you. Yes, I remember your soft thighs, and tender virgin pussy. You were such a sweet treat, that when I saw you standing here, I decided I just had to see if you would still be as delectable the second time around.’

And Melanie felt the knife press harder against her throat. Her bladder, which hadn’t been emptied in several hours, gave way due to her fear, and she felt the warm liquid seeping into her jeans. He laughed.

‘Oh, only bad girls wet themselves,’ he said and drug her farther into the shadows of the park. ‘Take off your soiled pants,’ he said in her ear. Melanie was shaking too bad to do anything, ‘Ahh,’ she let the pathetic attempt at a scream escape her throat.

‘No, not a sound from you unless you want me to cut your throat,’ he said warningly, ‘Now I believe I asked you to do something.’ Melanie used her shaking fingers to unbutton her pants and pushed them down, they fell to around her ankles.

Her rapist pushed the hand that was wrapped around her stomach down inside her panties. ‘Melanie!’ she heard the shout come from the edge of the park. Her rapist heard it too and instantly let go of her, taking off in a run.

Melanie let a sob of relief escape her throat, and she fell to the ground crying. ‘Melanie,’ Logan said as he reached her. He pulled her up into his arms, and she sobbed against his shoulder.

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A college student is surprised when she sees a friend “doing it” with a guy in a public place. Afterwards she asks her friend about it and is told that there is a group of college students who have sex in public places just for kicks. She tries it out with her boyfriend only to find that it is fun and exciting. ** She heard the crack of the blinds mashing against the window and then felt the cool, wet smoothness of the glass against her bare ass. Her hips bucked in an urgent rhythm...

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Avoiding the Rapists

Your name is Jane Doe and you are the most attractive girl to graduate your high school this year. Today, you get to go to orientation at your local college and later your first day at work. You must be wary of allowing yourself to become depressed - many men lust after you and will jump at the chance to abuse your body if you can't pay attention to your surroundings. In addition, be aware that several unknown rapists do in fact live near you and you do see at least one everyday and only know...

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Campus Life Slut WeekChapter 3

"Now, I have one administrative matter to cover with you," Melanie continued. "There is one special little twist that applies only to Slut Week for which I will need to alert you now. That is the imposition of Rule Seven. "Rule Seven: From Monday morning of Slut Week, beginning right after breakfast until the Friday Night Forage begins: Pledges, both men and women, must fuck, suck, and display their bodies whenever and wherever ordered by an elder member Brother or Sister of the Sigma...

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Campus Life Slut WeekChapter 4

"MMMMMmmmmhhh," Dee moaned as Aaron began to apply the lubricant to the brown and pink outer skin of her tight anal bud. This was all taking place about ten minutes after they had finished cleaning up from a really satisfying first ever vaginal fuck together, with Dee on top. They had followed this by reading the instructions on the side of the Fleet enema container and applying it accordingly in the bathroom, followed by the discharge and a thorough cleaning. Aaron had really been fired...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 3

After making a total spectacle of herself, Allison decided to stay in her seat until nearly everyone else left the auditorium. She couldn't bear the thought of standing in the bottlenecked lines waiting to get out the door. Barclay, on the other hand, made his move to leave the second the professor started to leave the stage. He smiled at Allison, said, "Catch ya later," and then high-fived one of his buddies on the way to the door. Getting a bit paranoid, Allison wondered if Barc was...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 21

"You want to go WHERE?!?" It came out as a rough shout, something Ben hadn't totally anticipated. Ally was startled by the sudden shift in his mood as she buckled her seatbelt. "To Professor Salinger's house," she repeated, trying to stay calm. Ben took a deep breath, trying to recover from the sheer disappointment of it all. Just when he thought he had exorcized her preoccupation with the professor, it came bounding back stronger than ever. But in many ways, it was that overwhelming...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 35

The next morning, Ally ran around the room like a mad woman trying to get ready. If she hurried, she'd have enough time to grab breakfast and stop by the English Department before her 10:00 calculus class. And somewhere along the line, she needed to go see Ben. Kaija was right; he really was a keeper. Even if he did leave her sexually frustrated at times! For once, Ally's trip to the dining commons was fairly uneventful. No Barclay hitting on her; no Erica dropping bombshells; and not even...

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Buddies and Kindred Spirits The Harmonization of Two Rapists

       Buddies and Kindred Spirits        The Harmonization of Two RapistsPage 1.        I was a long way from home.        I needed to rest from my pursuit of madness and was taking a vacation break in Ithaca, a resort town in the Finger Lakes region of west New York state. It was a hot, humid summer and I wanted to recharge my batteries from all the raping and pillaging I'd initiated over the last several months. Five victims in all, including a mother and her teenaged daughter. My...

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Campus Prostitute For Frats

Campus Prostitute For FratsIn the early 1970s, my wife (above) enjoyed exhibitionism. That included stripping at a public dive bar (Lorraine's Lounge), picking up customers, and only months later, beginning an out call service for the area that included Purdue University in W. Lafayette, IN. It had been very easy for my wife to develop contacts within just about all the local fraternities. Those contacts even extended to other areas, like Valparaiso and Indiana University. Contacts led to...

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Campus Life

My story begins during the first week in my first year of college. I had left home for the first time that fall and had just arrived at the campus that day. It was a very hectic, very busy time with so much to do! I had to sign up for classes, get my books, get someplace to call home for the school year - thank goodness for our guides! The college had asked some of the upper classmen and women to assist us newcomers in getting done what we needed so our first few days wouldn't be so stressful....

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Campus Tail Ryans Conquest

Campus, Ryan's tale... Her name was Kelli. I finally found that out after admiring her around campus for several weeks. We had exchanged a glance or two and a smile here and there, before I saw her with a friend at one of the local fast food places. Earlier that week in Sociology class we had discussed the "Missed Connections" section of Craigslist and what it represented to society. That was a boring talk, but it served to get me thinking, and later that evening I put an ad up about seeing...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 2

As Allison crawled into bed, the hallways were still teaming with activity. Even so, she could barely manage to keep her eyes open. She turned off the reading lamp clamped to her bed frame, and then snuggled into the cool sheets. Allison was out as quickly as her reading lamp was. The sound of a key turning in the lock of the room's door pulled Allison out of her deep slumber. She wasn't used to the sounds in her new home much less those of a roommate. Finally, the door opened, letting in...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 24

"Mmmm, this is positively sinful," Ally grinned, licking her lips in anticipation. "Do you wanna go first, or should I?" Ben shrugged, looking down. "I don't care, but we'd better get moving. I don't think it'll stay firm much longer." "You're right," Ally said with a giggle. "It's already starting to get a little soft." She couldn't resist making the comment. Ben didn't make her feel the least bit uncomfortable. It was great feeling totally at ease around a guy for once....

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Campus parties can be really wild these days

Out here at “beautiful” Pebble Creek U. (a.k.a. the State U. of New York at Stony Brook, home of mud and fluffies), we have a fairly active science fiction club, the Science Fiction Forum. Now, in addition to the standard library and games and MUDding and whatnot, we have some pretty wild people. Most of them are “active” fen (as in, go to cons, filk in their spare time, do weird murals on their dorm walls type of fen). We tend to kinda sorta of live in the Forum...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 7

Allison was no athlete by any means, but you wouldn't know it from her speed. She was halfway back to her dorm and didn't even remember taking the stairs to exit the English building! No matter how hard she tried, it seemed she couldn't get far enough away from the scene of her crime. She dropped her backpack inside her closet and fell on to her bed. The worst part of all was she didn't know what upset her more, the fact that she may have killed any chance of doing well in that class, or...

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Campus visit

John was just going to graduate from high school and I was in my sophomore year in college. John had called me about coming to tour our campus and spending the weekend to find out about college life. I live on a coed floor with my roommate, Kami, so I talked to her about how we could arrange to have John stay with us. "He can sleep in my bed with me!" Was her first response. "I don't think I would be able to sleep in this room with my brother screwing you and you moaning and...

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Campus Tail Kellis View

I kept seeing this guy around campus. He was clearly admiring me, but would look away and not stop walking whenever I would try to smile or encourage him to stop and chat. I knew his name was Ryan from a class we had together. One day he saw Megan and me at a local fast food place. Megan was my BFF, and we went everywhere together. "There's your admirer" Megan smiled, even as Ryan ducked out the door. "Maybe he'll put up a 'missed connection' ad," she joked. "Then you can actually get...

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Campus Life Slut WeekChapter 5

Holy shit! Kyle thought. She just ran into that guy a few minutes ago and now she's down on her knees sucking his cock! Kyle Evans watched silently from his place of concealment. He had surreptitiously followed the Sigma Lambda Tau Pledge group until they had entered campus and begun to disperse. He had stayed with Andi Steadman and Dee Rivers and their male partners until they had split off in four directions. From that point, because of his slowly increasing attraction to her, he had...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 4

The second half of the class was dedicated to getting to know one another. After sharing a bit about himself, Professor Salinger went down his class roster and asked each person to tell the class about themselves. Suggested topics included writing genre preferences, major, hobbies, etc. Mandy was the first to speak. "My name's Mandy Thoms, and I'm a Psychology major who wants to explore how creative writing and journaling can help people cope with various difficulties." Beauty, brains,...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 22

As the policemen finished reading Barclay his rights, they each grabbed an arm and led him out of the room as a stunned audience looked on. When they passed Allison's table, Barclay's eyes met hers. Without saying a single word, he managed to convey a hurt so profoundly deep it bordered on betrayal. But oddly enough, there wasn't an ounce of anger to be seen. In that moment, Ally knew that what Barclay felt for her before the big confrontation was indeed genuine, and the hurt she saw in...

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Campus Life Spring BreakChapter 3

Friday evening, the week before Spring Break Week--Dee and Aaron. "Oh, God! Yes!" Dee's whole body shook as her third orgasm of the evening washed over her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung slightly open as she attempted to catch her breath following the intense orgasmic blast that had swept her entire being. Dee had begun to climax again just after she felt the swelling in her cunt of Kyle's wonderful cock, signaling his pending ejaculation inside of her. She had wrapped her...

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Campus Life Spring BreakChapter 15

Tuesday evening--Tylea and Lee. 'Well, that's annoying, ' thought Jan Pittman as she turned to hang up her own clothing inside of her designated locker at the Pizza Grande Special Call and Delivery Center. 'Here I am all naked and everything, along with Kari, Midge, and Madison, and those four kids act as if it is nothing.' Jan and her three friends had hit town well after the morning rush and had taken the afternoon to enjoy a late light lunch and rest up a bit. After meeting together...

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Campus Slut

“You stupid bitch, get the hell out of my dorm ” Jane’s most recent words reverberated in Lauren’s head. Her roommate had been furious to find out she’d been in her room that day. “I thought I smelled smoke ” Had been her reply. How should she have known that Jane smoked? It didn’t matter, she’d still been screamed out by Jane for just walking into her room uninvited. Now, the young college student was walking back to the room after an afternoon of classes, and she’d never been so nervous. It...

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Sonic the Rapist

"Oh hello sweeties! Thank you so much for taking care of my little baby while you fought off that mean old nasty Dr. Eggman!" I can't wait to see my cum mix with your tears you worthless cunt... Sonic thought to himself but only said, "No problem lady." They sat down for dinner and Tails soon came downstairs playing with a toy train, spinning and laughing all the way. He noticed Sonic and Knuckles and ran over to hug them both around the neck. During the hug Knuckles and Sonic both...

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Interview with a Rapist

It didn’t start out that way, just sort of happened. I didn’t leave my house thinking I am going to go out and rape the shit out of someone. I was just enjoying the sunshine. You know, just watching the people on the beach, listening to the shrieks of the kids as they ran around on the sand, build castles or buried each other. It was a normal day and I was taking a break from writing. Didn’t I tell you I am writing a book? Oh! Well I am. It is a technical manual about travel patterns to...

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Raped By a Rapist

Julie Peter was a beautiful, attractive woman, She was 43-years-old, 5'5 (166 centimeters), 158.4 pounds, long blonde hair that was up in a pony-tail, blue eyes, she was married to her husband named Adam Peterson of 26 years, and is a loving mother to a 17-year-old Teenage Daughter named Tracey, and a 3-year-old son named Mark, They live in a house in a shaded, gated tree-line neighborhood in a town called Chestnut Falls. On That Day Julie was driving the Family's Silver Ford Fusion Car to a...

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My Brother My Rapist

“Why? What happened?” “Oh yeah, I never told you.” Hannah had a flair for being forgetful, but even as she hardened herself to tell me, it was clearly something she’d always remembered. “Well, when I was younger, my second oldest brother started molesting me.” “How so? Just kissing and touching?” I asked, hoping she’d elaborate. “More than that,” Hannah paused. “He’d force me to suck his cock, he’d give me oral, and then he’d have sex with me.” “Did he ever say why?” I gave Hannah a look...

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The Taxi Cab Rapist

I drive a taxi. I don't drive it for a living, I drive it for fun. You see I won the lottery about five years ago and with some careful investments I'm set for life. So what do I do with my new found free time, I drive my taxi around New York and rape beautiful women. The set up is easy. I bought a new taxi and had it repainted to look very generic and outfitted it with some custom features. It has everything a normal cab has but it also includes a special air conditioning system. Most modern...

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Interview With a Rapist

It didn't start out that way, just sort of happened. I didn't leave my house thinking I am going to go out and rape the shit out of someone. I was just enjoying the sunshine. You know, just watching the people on the beach, listening to the shrieks of the kids as they ran around on the sand, build castles or buried each other. It was a normal day and I was taking a break from writing. Didn't I tell you I am writing a book? Oh! Well I am. It is a technical manual about travel patterns to...

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My Sisters Rapist

Copyright© 2004 -- All rights reserved. If a guard had looked down from his perch upon the prison watchtower, he would have seen the shiny green car now pulling into the prison's visitor parking lot. Still watching, the car would have come to a stop in a haze of dirt and gravel, allowing him to see the long auburn hair visible through the driver side window. This, clearly getting his attention, would have allowed him to then see the long pair of legs emerging from it's opening. Never...

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My Husband the Rapist

I came home from work Friday night and found my husband's car was missing from the driveway. I thought that it was odd that he was not home by 7:30, but figured he went out with the boys for some fun. I was fuming over that. We had made plans for a special evening together. He had promised to fulfill one of my many fantasies. That is why it stood to reason that he would rather be hanging out with his buddies than me. As I stomped up the porch stairs, I thought I heard a noise in the house,...

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The Backyard Rapist

There she lay, all alone in the back yard on a hot summer’s day without a care in the world save for her tan. Dozing on one of the long, adjustable lawn chairs that allowed one to lie reasonably comfortably in the sun, the dark haired girl gave little thought to the fact that her parents wouldn’t be home for several more hours. In fact, as far as she was concerned, that brought several benefits. Even without being able to sunbathe topless with impunity, the fourteen-year-old felt a deep...

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RebelChapter 49 Rapists

When the three women came into camp, they looked terrible - ravaged, beaten, distraught, frightened, their clothes in tatters. I have seldom seen the like. The men who brought them in said they found them huddled together in the woods, incoherent and shaking. We got their story from them in bits and pieces, between bouts of tears and shaking. It was an ugly story. They had been traveling on a regular stage toward a relative's home when a group of Hessians waylaid them. The men on the stage,...

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Campus Rapist Ch 02

Bea’s Story Bee was in her creative writing class, the only class where she didn’t know anyone, which made her nervous. You see, Bee was hopelessly shy. Her really good friends, Poppy and Melanie, she had had since high school, and any knew ones she made were through mutual friends. Bee couldn’t just go up to a stranger and start a conversation, and she didn’t know how the rest of the world did it. She was especially shy around boys, and had never been on a date. She had been asked a couple...

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Campus Life

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental." This is my second year of college. I spent my freshman year at a local community college near home but I've decided I wanted to enjoy the Greek life and try my hand at university. It's only been a week since I transferred and I can already tell this is a whole...

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Campus

Biff was the campus jock. He was handsome, muscular and hung. He had a big thick cock and loved to fuck. Today he had the head cheerleader Sue naked in his bed. He had given each tit a good thirty minute work out and her pussy over an hour and now he wanted his massive cock sucked. He pushed her mouth to his cock and told her "Open wide and take my big dick. I want to see your mouth stretched as I push it in your mouth. Then I am going to watch it invade your cunt and your ass." He rubbed the...

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Campus Life Rush WeekChapter 4

"You mean to tell me that you're a corporate call-girl?" gasped Dee Rivers, as she sat with a look combining shock and envy aimed at her new friend, Andi Steadman, as they shared lunch two days later. "Look, Dee. It's not really as sleazy as it sounds at first," answered Andi. She paused to take a sip of her iced tea as they sat at a small table in front of a campus sandwich restaurant. "Remember I need for you to keep this a secret. It's important for my husband's company--and your...

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Campus Life Rush WeekChapter 8

As the Pledges all went to class for the first time and joined the rest of their freshmen classmates in the time-honored tradition of embarrassed first-day jitters, they began to feel almost normal again. This was college in America. It was books and professors. It was labs and libraries. It was campus activities and activists on their soap boxes. It was Frisbee and showing off to the girls on the commons. It was all of this and more. It was also cellular calls from home and loved ones. The...

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