first person

After a long day at work or play, I always feel it's refreshing to the body and soul to take a little break and rest. Returning home from a long day at work, I quickly disrobed, leaving only my little white bodysuit that I preferred to traditional undergarments. I was so sleepy, my eyes burned. I laid down on my big cushy comforter and snuggled in for a little shut eye. I fell asleep almost instantly.

Hi, my name is Sarah, I'm 20 years old. I have long brown hair and green eyes. You are about to hear a strange tale of an interesting game show I was a contestant on. I was sitting in my living room watching tv around 9:00 p.m. on a Friday night. My life was pretty pathetic, no dates at all. This is because of, you guessed it, my breasts. They are a quaint little perfect A cup.

A man's obsession with a woman he despises finally boils over.

"Hello, my name is Jane Hathaway, PhD in biochemistry, and this is an audio log of my current project. Ever since my father was laughed out of the scientific community for his theories on protein bonds, I have dreamed of vindicating his memory. It's taken me years, but finally I've proven his hypothesis correct. But I'm not just going to write a paper that'll be read and forgotten in a few months. No, I have something more impressive in mind. There's a conference next month, and I've been invited to give a presentation.