Author: Violettesgarden

“He gave me a kiss, a smile and a promise that next lesson would be even better.” [F/M]

I've known Bobby for a few months now. He was the guy who right from the start helped me with finding my way around college. He is half a year younger than I am, but quite a bit taller and smarter too. With fuzzy hair and big round glasses, he wasn't really a tough guy. He was a cute guy. And I loved him hanging around. We never went on being anything more than just friends though, because I thought he wasn't interested, (We talked on and on about some girl in his hometown) or so I thought.

Along with a new year of college came new classes to follow an there was one class in particular that had defeated me big time. I went to Bobby for help. And, off course, he wanted to give me some lessons after school. That same day I went to his place. Read more »

“I didn’t lock the door. I never did.”

This actually happened last night in my friend’s apartment. I don’t know how or why it happened but I am so glad it did. Enjoy.

Marley and I met in the first week of our college and since then we were always hanging out together. Studying, drinking or smoking the occasional cigarette. After a few months of coming to her apartment I noticed a guy. Her roommate was named Thom and we’ve become the closest friends in these few years.

I had always found Thom an attractive guy – he had long blonde surfers hair <3 – , but I always heard him talking about the girls he had pulled the night before, so I figured to just be friends before I broke my heart once more. Although he never really tried anything with me he was always very touchy – not only with me btw – and he would always make jokes of how he would steal my clothes if Marley wasn’t sitting between us (we were obviously high).

Last night we had the plan to go out with some friends. I decided to go take a bath at Marley’s after dinner to freshen up, get all the sweat out of my hair and maybe take a tub nap. Read more »

“I’m sorry John. We accidentally used your bed for fucking” [F/M]

It was somewhere in the summer when I just turned 19 and John and I (whom I’ve already told a little story about) were out in the park to meet up with one of John’s best friends. He told us his name was Matt. He did a study somewhere in Sweden, was 21 years old and compared to his younger friend John (and actually any guy in the park that day) incredibly handsome. A strong tanned body, that sexy English accent and a hug I could hide away in all day.

As I said in my story on John and me, we were nothing but friends at the time. He had that stereotypical friend zone vibe that just wasn’t working for me. I always had that feeling that he fancied me a little, but I tried to ignore it. He was just not my type then, but I also didn’t want to lose him as a friend. And most of the time this was working for us, but there were these occasions when we went out and I was dancing with someone else, that I could feel his stare. And I felt sorry for him. Read more »

Lecture in Dim Light [F/M]

Somewhere in my second year of college I had one of the busiest and wildest weekends of them all, but this story is not about that weekend. This story is about the Monday after.

Around ten o’clock we had our first class of the day. Twenty students were waiting to enter the enormous classroom that could contain about 250 people at once, but on this dull Monday morning the hall was nearly empty and when everyone had taken their seats, scattered across the 250 places, silence. Nothing but the professor who dimmed the lights to make his slides appear and footsteps from the right. Some guy, whose name I still don’t know, came across the aisle and took his place beside me. We sat at the back of the class, we could see everyone getting comfortable in the little light we had and we both took out our notebook, looked at each other and then turned our attention to the front. Read more »