A/N: And we're here! Last chapter with a little bit more drama and hopefully a tying up of loose ends - and a cutesie epilogue. Enjoy. *** Chapter sixteen Seb Luckily for me, Ollie is a night-owl. So I decide to occupy him, keep him up late with some well-aimed flutters and coy glances. "You okay, Seb?" Ollie puts down his textbook and gives me his atte...
Miles stared intently at the Sharpie pen clenched so tightly in his grip that his knuckles were blanched white, at the lined notebook opened to a fresh, new page. It was college ruled, perforated, with exactly thirty-three blue lines running horizontally across each page. He'd studied it with such intensity, such scrutiny, noting every detail about it that h...
It was a bright summer morning, no doubt. I left office at about 9.30 after the early morning staff meeting to see a client at MIDC Andheri. The client was a corporate giant in steel pipes industry. My boss Shailesh Kamdar, who was just four years older to me but had become the bank's Country Chief, made it abundantly clear that the targets for this quarter...
Chapter 5: Home I sit on the side of the pool, my legs dangling over the side into the water, watching Alex swim laps. My nephew is sixteen this year, and in two weeks he'll be starting his last year of high school. He has his father's blond coloring and stocky body, and his mom's sweet disposition. I love hearing from my sister how popular he is in school;...
This is a true story as sent to me in a reader's email and phone call. I've lived with this for 63 years, long enough that now I don't give a damn. I'll tell the story. Have to let it out. Back in 1944 a special operations team flew from England to Norway to blow up a super-secret Nazi heavy-water facility. The plant had avoided detection in a mountain abo...
(Although it features hardcore scenes, this novella is meant to be a plot-driven character study, exploring the dynamics in male intergenerational sex) CHAPTER 4 It was a cold Saturday morning in early January, as Rolf walked out of his home in Nacka on his way to the city centre. It had snowed heavily during the night, and at almost 9 AM, the sun had just...
My mother, kindly soul that she was, somehow agreed to take in two Swedish students for a fortnight before they joined some of their friends who were to camp in the Lake District in August. My elder sister had recently left home so there was a room vacant, into which she put twin beds; and as I had passed my driving test she reckoned I would be able to look...
Chapter Twenty-four: Luke defends Sandro Luke said to Tom, "As soon as we get home, and before I go back to work, I must go and see Sandro and Mamma. I must get them reconciled. Sandro has big exams coming up in nine or ten weeks, and we must make sure that he is emotionally OK. I need to spell that out to Mamma, in case Sandro has not made it clear. I don'...
Phil and I have been good pals for years and, in consequence, share many things. But it came as a bit of a shock when, out of the blue, he asked if asked if he could take Jason out for a drink, meaning; (knowing Phil) he wanted to shag him. Now Jason and I have been an item for months and I know Phil has been envious. I can tell from the questions he asked,...
Peter says:- I adore being spanked if it is especially giving pleasure to my spankee. It stings of course but there is a certain divisor when the hurt can be made pleasurable when you have an experienced spankee like I do in Sir. His real name is Danny but that is how I must address him when he sessions me. And when the hurt becomes intense, a little strok...