AuthorsDen.com   Join Free! | Login    
Happy 4th of July!
   Popular! Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry
Where Authors and Readers come together!

SIGNED BOOKS    AUTHORS    eBOOKS new!     BOOKS    STORIES    ARTICLES    POETRY    BLOGS    NEWS    EVENTS    VIDEOS    GOLD    SUCCESS    TESTIMONIALS

Featured Authors:  Jean-Pierre Gregoire, iDiane Hundertmark, iCraig Nagasugi, iRosemarie Skaine, ial squitieri,sr, iTom Hyland, iPaddy Bostock, i

  Home > Romance > Stories
Popular: Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry     

Rose M Rideout

· + Follow Me
· Contact Me
· Success story
· Books
· Articles
· Poetry
· News
· Stories
· Blog
· 792 Titles
· 10,713 Reviews
· Save to My Library
· Share with Friends!
·
Member Since: Nov, 2006

Rose M Rideout, click here to update your pages on AuthorsDen.


Books by Rose M Rideout
Natalie's Fall From Grace
By Rose M Rideout
Monday, August 23, 2010

Rated "R" by the Author.

Share    Print  Save   Follow

Recent stories by Rose M Rideout
· Natalie's Fall From Grace Part 2
· The Tears That Fall
· Children Should Come With Instructions
· Love and Marriage Do Work
· Just For the Health of it
· Christmas of Long ago
· Children Have Rights
           >> View all 8


I wasn't too sure of how to rate it as it tells the story of a young teenager and her life ahead. I have decided to post a few chapters as I have sent it out and hope it will get accepted. I have posted the picture of the cover I designed for it.
I do hope you enjoy it...

Hello Everyone,
    My name is Natalie Stokes and I have a story to share with you that I have never before shared with anyone other than my sister and my best friend. I guess it was of those life secrets never meant to be set free. It all started in September of 1968 to be exact, I remember the year well. This was the year I would find out what my future held in store. I went to Presentation High, an all Girls Catholic School, the only one in our area. The only thing that separated us from the boy’s school was the Cathedral. We took the same bus as the boys to and from school which gave us plenty of time to socialize without being criticised for being friends.
    It was the beginning of a new year and I was determined to make good grades, after all I had a future to think about, in today’s world most women depended on their husbands to support them. The world was rapidly changing. I knew if I had other plans for my future the only way to succeed was to start right now.
   Now as I look back on that first day of our last year of school, I remember thinking of how happy we all seemed to be as we searched for our friends.
We entered our classrooms happy to see the many familiar faces that we hadn’t seen all summer. Everyone was eagerly exchanging the exciting
stories and photos that would seem to last for a lifetime of the happy memories of a summer gone by.
     Soon our attention was taken by the familiar voice of our principal. He gave the announcement that there were going to be a few new teachers assigned us. Little did we know than what we were going to face and what the future held for some of us.

 

 

 


                          This is where and when my story first began.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

            Natalie’s Fall From Grace

By: Rose Marie Rideout

Chapter I



 

 

 

 

    The first day of my new year and last year of high school and I couldn’t seem to wait to get started. I thought about how I laid there most of the night wondering who my teacher would be, what home room I’d be in and excited about sharing the memories of my summer gone by.
    I quickly dressed and headed down to the kitchen where Mom as usual had our breakfast all ready. With a peck on the cheek and a good morning smile from her, we devoured the food she prepared. Conversation between my sisters Nadine and Nicole was short as we all had the same thing on our mind, getting out the door and heading off to school.

As I entered the school, I looked all around to find my best friend Terri, she could be picked out for miles, with her flaming red hair and curls stuck out everywhere, along with her freckles and rosy red cheeks that made it look like she was blushing all the time.  She was different in some ways and although she didn’t appear to be popular with the boys she was one of the greatest friends a person could want or ever find. Soon I saw her arriving she claimed her mother insisted on dropping her off. We threw our arms around each other as if it were years since we had last been together. We had so much to talk about, so much to share. For now we would get all settled in.
           It was the beginning of a new year and I was determined to make good grades, after all I had a future to think about and the only way to succeed was to do well in High School. Though I was only seventeen I was mature for my age and my boobs had grown in early and because of their size people often thought I was a lot older. My girlfriends and I entered our classrooms on that first day back to school happy to see the many familiar faces that had been away for the best part of the summer. We greeted with hugs and questions to be answered about how every ones summer went. After all we hadn’t seen each other all summer and smiles were the order of the day.

We sat in our classroom waiting for our teacher to show up but instead one of the nuns popped her head in the door with an announcement that a new teacher was being assigned and would be along shortly. She didn’t tell us anymore and of course we all assumed it would be another grouchy old nun from the convent, the last thing we expected was a young newly ordained (we soon discovered) priest.

    I was thinking to myself that things might not be all that bad when I heard the door open and looked up to see this vision of a handsome young man about twenty-five, steamy blue eyes and a smile that could light up the night. I blushed as I thought …wow; his body would be welcoming to any gal. I wasn’t sure at the time what it was but all of a sudden I felt the room get excessively warm. No, it wasn’t the room it was me, and warm wasn’t quite the word that I would use for the flashes I was feeling.  Did the other girls in class get the reaction I had?

The new teacher began to stroll up and down each row as he asked names and introduced himself to each student as Father Patrick and when he finally reached out his hand to me, our eyes locked and I stared for more then a moment. Somehow the gentle squeeze of his hand made me feel like I knew what he was thinking and that he might be feeling the same as I. When he let go of my hand and walked past I continued to study his masculine body from behind, he walked slowly almost like an invitation to follow his every step. I could feel my body stir with the first strain of adolescent desire or lust for this handsome innocent individual.

Once things settled down we came to find out Father Patrick would be our Homeroom teacher for the year and I have to admit that made my day. Quickly another thought ran through my head. How will I do this, face Patrick, I mean Father Patrick, everyday knowing he was probably feeling what I was feeling. He had to have known what body message I was giving him, how could I concentrate, how could I ever be in his class daily, under that kind of pressure.
           As soon as the bell rang I gathered my books and headed for the door, I caught Terri at her locker and couldn’t wait to ask her. Well what do you think, so what do you think of our new homeroom teacher?
   She turned to me and said "Natalie he’s a priest so what I think is, he’s a waste of time, so get a life".

Well the days went by and Patrick, I mean, Father Patrick soon noticed I was having problems with my school work. I just couldn’t seem to concentrate on what was being taught…maybe because my mind kept wandering to other places. When he offered to help, one on one to try and improve my grades I quickly accepted his plan for us to get together twice a week. Smiling down at me as he sat on the end of my desk he suggested in order to avoid distractions we could meet at his new residence.

Father Patrick had said to just use his private entrance at the back of the glebe. That first day I must admit I was feeling a bit uneasy and I knew I better hide my feelings, I was only seventeen, and he was a Priest…oh God, I thought, I will go to hell for just thinking these erotic thoughts. Dam though, he was very sexy and I did become so aroused when he had sat on my desk the other day. Still Terri’s words kept flashing in my mine. She was right so why did I let the thought of him still haunt my every thought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

       Web Site: Rose M Rideout

Want to review or comment on this short story?
Click here to login!


Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Click here for your Membership!


Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat 9/26/2010
Rose,

This is fantastic! Forbideen territory for a seventeen year old. And what is a priest inviting her somewhere privately. This will be a great novel! Please let us know when and where this book will be.

Hugs,
Mary
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 8/24/2010
Intriguing story Rose! I love the characters, and coming from a background of nuns for teachers and a particularly handsome parish priest in our small hometown, I get a very vivd picture! I wish you the very best of luck with your book, and look forward to reading more of the story...

Hugs,
Anna
Reviewed by Mark Lichterman 8/23/2010
Very interesting story, Rose, with characters that I enjoyed meeting and will truly enjoy getting to know better and spending time with.
Your friend, Mark

Popular Romance Stories
1. Romance on the Moondeck
2. The Newlyweds Chapter 2
3. THE CANDY STORE AND THE LADDER OF SUCCESS
4. Whispers
5. no face
6. Whispers of love, shouts of doubt
7. The Newlyweds Chapter 4
8. The Newlyweds Chapter 1
9. The Punishment
10. Poetry Recitation: Dried Rose Petals

Dream Angel- Heaven Waits by Patricia Garber

Standing over the grave of Memphis Tennessee's most famous resident, Elvis Presley, in the conclusion of Eternal Flame (Xlibris, Corp, 2007), Samantha Lynn Bennett sheds one last t..  
BookAds by Silver, Gold and Platinum Members

Redeemed by Ann Streetman

Kimberly had assumed he was a man crushed and embittered by his war injuries. Instead, Antonio Da Costa was a sexy, playful man with an inviting smile and a boyish twinkle in his e..  
BookAds by Silver, Gold and Platinum Members

Authors alphabetically: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Featured Authors | New to AuthorsDen? | Add AuthorsDen to your Site
Share AD with your friends | Need Help? | About us


Problem with this page?   Report it to AuthorsDen
AuthorsDen, Inc. All rights reserved.