The party at Jackie D's had only begun at half past six, but by a quarter to eight it was already winding down. That was pretty much the norm for after hour's parties, especially when thrown by a firm that was only willing to foot the bill for the first two rounds. Once people had to reach into their own pockets, most employees usually decided it was time to...
This is a spin off story from The Sandman where Kim did get a mention as Tracey's friend. Kim was writing her thesis on gay and lesbian relationships. I've always had it in my mind to do more on Kim and introduce Sandy, the lead singer of Sandy's Destroyers. This is the second spin off story from The Sandman, the first spin off being Seducing Anita. Apologie...
Chapter 12 The Two Kates Anne was alone in her room sitting at her desk in front of the computer. She began the evening by sitting down to start her art history essay, but became bored and began surfing the net. She eventually came across a porn site which almost instantly put her in a horny mood, so she decided to enter a chat room and see how that mood w...
I'm Greta, a biologist by profession, and although I find the science of biology deeply interesting and rewarding in its own right, I would admit that it isn't ordinarily considered a glamorous field. There was one time though that I was assigned a job that was pretty entertaining, and maybe even a wee bit glamorous. Dr. Howard Barlow, a zoologist and I were...
Five minutes into her presentation and Fran Crawford already knew she was losing them. Her attempt to enlighten her classmates with her PowerPoint presentation only illuminated the screen behind her. Fran believed the richly detailed research on the Amazon Rainforest, the fascinating photos of de-forestation, and the graphs and statistical projections should...
A note about this story:- So, 'V' and I are chatting away when she says to me 'why is it that all D/s stories are written from the sub's point of view. Why is it never from the Domme's. Take Summerhouse Blues, I really love that version of the Rhonda character and yet all we hear about is how Tracy feels. What about Rhonda, what did she make of it all?' An...
Note to readers: This event was related to me by Brooke and was asked to write about her sexual adventures. The name and events are true, the locations are changed for discretionary reasons. Please enjoy her tale. I've always believed things happen for a reason. From a time and age, when things like I've done already, most girls haven't even fantasized...
There was a time where I didn't think I would ever be held again, never to feel the touch of a woman's hands on me, never to feel her lips on mine. It has been a year now since Sheryl died and the pain wasn't any less since that awful day. The memories tore at my soul and I closed my eyes again fighting off the daylight streaming in my window. It was time to...
Melissa straightened the collar of her suit coat and steeled herself for the inevitable inappropriate comments as she climbed onto the bus. The swampy Southern air was awfully hot for a coat, and she had been sorely tempted to leave it in her car. But there was no way she was joining Mr. Morahan's brood of investors -- rich, entitled older men one and all, a...
Sorry if this story like "Cinders" and "My Ideas of Heaven seem very long but, I never have any idea of what is going to happen after the first paragraph. I also have to admit I find it harder to switch from writing novels and trying to condense it into a short story. Chapter 1 I was in a bit of a dilemma I had to concede to myself as I lay there in bed...