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Hey, everyone -- I thought I'd start a discussion thread to avoid having my story bumped too many times at the cost of other new posts. And the big question is: What are your thoughts on character descriptions? Preferences, opinions, just general thoughts, etc. When reading and/or when writing, as s...

PART FIFTEEN Liz knew what she had to do. Ignoring the fresh sting from Sarah’s hard parting spank, Liz walked over to the toilet and peered inside. Clear water, thank God, but still disgusting nonetheless. Flushing doesn’t automatically clean a toilet, and it was the middle of a school day. There’...

PART FOUR By the time Alexandra came to her senses, she was in too deep. Amy had already led them past a good five or ten stores. They had only walked hand in hand through the mall for a minute or so, but that had been enough to convince Alexandra that this wasn’t going to be a world ending experie...

EPILOGUE It wasn’t unheard of for students to wear their gym clothes to class. If PE was second period, wearing the uniform to first period saved some time and effort between classes. And if PE was at the end of the day, sometimes it was just easier to avoid the hassle of the crowded locker room af...

PART FIVE Abigail was actually doing it. My sister was intentionally spilling her drink on me in the middle of church. I gasped as the cold coffee hit my chest. The surprise and the temperature almost made me scream, but I managed to bite my tongue and keep it to just a sharp inhale. For a moment, ...

I don't know if I should be proud or embarrassed that I'm already being compared to SDS for unfinished stories. I've only been active on here for two years or so. XD

--LL

PART FIVE “AMY!!!” Somewhere amidst the struggle, Alexandra screamed the girl’s name in horror. The red elf dress was tight enough that even unzipping the back didn’t make it as simple as whisking it down her body. There was a long moment where the dress got caught on Alexandra’s hips, but Amy pers...

PART SIX It wasn’t fair. Alexandra had barely been in the private bathroom for thirty seconds. She needed time to think. She needed time to come to terms with her current state of undress. She needed time to figure out a way out of this mess. What she did not need was someone waiting on the bathroo...

PART SIX For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Skirt around my ankles. Totally bare below my waist. A not particularly well stifled laugh from a few feet away. Church, worship, people. It was like one of those cliché nightmares, except I wasn’t. Waking. Up. Time wasn’t slowed for long, however. A se...

EPILOGUE After deciding to never go back, I thought that was the end of it. That was the one saving grace about the mortifying experience. When you’re pantsed at school, you have to show your face the next day. Being exposed at church felt more taboo and damning at the time, but at least it didn’t ...