A few weeks ago my friend Miranda called to say she was coming to town for a couple of nights. We hadn't seen each other in a long time since I had moved across the country. I immediately invited her to stay with me. I hadn't had many friends visit since I had moved so I was looking forward to it. Miranda met me at my office mid afternoon. We tossed around...
It was a Thursday evening in early February. I chatted with Jon for about two days and decided to meet him in a bar in Marble Arch. I sat my back towards the glass window of the venue so I could face him and the bar behind him, and he would have all his attention on me. A very handsome, intelligent man in his mid-thirties, with mysterious eyes. At first he...
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Last week I had gone swimming to a lovely beach near Bombay. It was secluded and my best friend Katy said she would come with me too. I hadn't shaved my armpits since I was a teenager and in the past fifteen years it had grown to quite enormous proportions. The thick jet-black bushy hair in my unshaven armpits was a sight especially when I raised my arms ove...
My name is Ash, or mistress as my servants call me. I live in a large mansion, filled with servants. I have 42 in all, each one more beautiful than the last. Their all here of their own account, and their only job is to please me. I, in return, give them a place to stay. My servants are treated well. They each get their own room in my enormous home. I love...
(Chapter 6 of The Whites, Copyright 2006 by IR Inc.) * While Marge quite often gave high teas at which everyone dressed up, mornings she would usually spend in the company of her cousin Millie or her friend Velma. The two seldom came together. Jo could tell why: Marge's cousin and Velma were from two different worlds. One could see Millie doing church wor...
My name is Betsy and I am a senior in college. For the last three years I have been working hard to get my degree. I hadn't allowed myself much time for fun. Now that my senior year had arrived I found myself with a bit more free time. My lesbian friend, Lisa, urged me to go to a party that particular weekend. Lisa and I were not lovers, we were more like tw...
I sighed and poured myself a glass of wine, it had been a long, rough day and I stretched to relieve the tension in my back as I took my first sip. My brief respite was interrupted by the chime of my cell phone as it heralded the arrival of an e-mail. I pressed a few buttons and read through the latest offering from the zen e-mail daemon... Visualization......
I have never been lucky in love with women or men. So finally I decided to try those telephone personal ads. You have seen them in the back of those cheesy, swanky local newspapers. Free voicemail box, free to record, blah, blah, blah. Ads screaming things like "Bi-curious, call now!" with two men, looking suggestively at each other. I always thought that i...
It was tough to say who was more surprised -- Miranda, when her boyfriend suggested they go into the strip club -- or Josh, when she so quickly agreed to it. She had only been to a place like that once, with a bunch of girlfriends on a dare back in college and he had joked about taking her to one several times since they started dating. Regardless of how the...