I had made it to final period without incident- a full forty eight hours without eating anyone with my cock. Maybe that wasn't so impressive- before that past Saturday, I had gone roughly eighteen years without doing so- but I had no shortage of temptation. I spent first period gym class trying not to drool over the trio of former NFL cheerleader turn educators that were my gym teachers. English was its own struggle- the caustic wit and sculpted ass of Miss Stevens were always a reliable source

Meg's pulse began to pound as she pulled the key out of her 1992 Corolla hatchback's ignition.  Why now? She had managed to plan her revenge with cool detachment- carefully plotting each step, discarding ideas that would clearly backfire, not letting emotion cloud her judgment- yet now only minutes from her goal, nervousness was setting in. Meg took a deep breath. She was going to do this- for her mother, for herself. It was going to go smoothly- maybe she would even ask out the cute guy at

I heard the familiar honk of Amanda's 2009 Honda Accord- my ride to the renaissance faire. I managed to pick myself up off the couch and shut off the TV. In a few short minutes, I made my way out the door and over to the rear driver side door. This was no small feat- I was already tipsy, and the dozen or so feet from the front door to the curb were a veritable gauntlet of smashed beer bottles and derelict lawn chairs. Knowing from experience how expensive drinks would be at the fair, but not w

Returning to Commonwealth after ten years only to be greeted by the sight of a mushroom cloud rising above what had once been the Institute was about what I should have expected. I had shown up in the Capital Wasteland just in time to miss out on the defeat of the Enclave. Made it to New Vegas just as the second battle of Hoover Dam was about to kick off- too late to get involved, on any side... at any rate, the only home I had ever known- if you could even call it that- was gone.

I woke up without an alarm.

For once, I was

actually well

rested

.

It was a week after my eighteenth birthday

- I was now legally an adult. It certainly didn’t feel that way- for one thing, I had another month of high school left. For another, I had no car.

I wasn't nervous as the jury foreman stood to read the verdict- just eager for an ordeal to be over. It had been almost a year- I had spent my eighteenth birthday in a hospital bed, then six months just learning how to walk again. Another two before I could get around without crutches... The pain still hadn't gone away completely. My lawyer, Bob Fortunado, said that this was actually a fairly short amount time for this kind of trial- I guess he would know, he used to be the governor's chief

I sat at my cubicle, idly clicking my email inbox refresh button every couple of minutes. It had been a slow workday, and I still had a couple of hours to go. I heard footsteps approaching. This caught me off guard- since the office adopted a more lenient work from home policy, it had been a ghost town.







I smelt Erika's perfume when she was still a few cubicles away. Always excessive

Felicia Hardy entered the mansion through the roof, undetected. It was an almost unbelievably simple job- no guards, no cameras, no alarms- no security measures to speak of. Her experience told her it must be a trap, but a week's worth of surveillance did nothing other than confirm that one of New York's wealthiest residents was totally unconcerned about break ins. It hardly seemed a task for the infamous Black Cat- or even a moderately competent petty thief, but the prospect of obtaining th