Early in the morning Mr. Jacoby didn't dominate my mind for the first time in three days. I was so flustered that I couldn't think straight. Thoughts of Candi filled my dysfunctional mind. The difference in our ages wasn't that much but Candice's demeanor was that of an experienced woman while my bearing could be described as nothing more that of a naïve sc...
Jessica left the set and climbed into her Tesla. All she could think of was heading to her apartment and climbing into a hot bath. She still couldn't get used to the travel, the hours of shooting, the need to act spontaneous over and over until everything clicks in the scene. But the toughest thing is being alone. She realized that leaving Stuart was the rig...
"I am so sorry, I can't do this anymore. You're great...it was great...but I found someone else." I squint my eyes in the dark, and read the text over and over. My boyfriend Brian, of ten months, has ended our relationship...through a text message. I've been lying in my queen-sized bed all day since he sent it this morning, trying to understand, and trying...
"No, I don't have any plans for the holiday." ... "All the buses out of town were booked. It's honestly not a big deal. I'll just spend it here; the weather is beautiful!" ... "I only had a little bit of work to do, and I took care of it earlier today." ... "I know, I'll call you if anything changes." ... "Love you too! See you soon! Bye!" I ended t...
Silvie's story. I assume you already know about me from Angela's story. Woops, sorry I keep forgetting to call her Angel as Mrs.B has renamed her. Anyway, I appear in that story in a very flattering light. So typical of Angel. She's always keen to praise others but is shy about taking any credit for herself. One thing she cannot deny is that she started thi...
"It's Pippa isn't it?" I asked the young girl sitting at the other side of my desk. "That's right. Miss?" "You can call me, Diane." I said curtly. "I'd prefer going by Nikki though." She said somewhat confidently. "That's fine." I said. Most of the girls I worked with used aliases. I had expected Pippa to already have one. She was a hooker, and most of...
It was the year 2011 in the dense jungle of Burma. Nearly a hundred men were sweating profusely as they dug into the ground with shovels and machinery. They were hired to excavate gold and other natural resources. A government minister was there along with military officials and business people. She was part of the business side of things. Her real name w...
Written by request Dena lay in her bed, pondering the day. Today was 'her' day. Her responsibilities taken care of, her calendar clear. The satin sheets might have seemed a little extravagant but she liked how they made her naked body feel when she slept. She arched her back in a morning stretch and her nipples grazed the fine fabric immediately bringing th...
I'd read all the stories either before they were published, in the case of Angel, Jewel and Silvie and after the fact in the case of Fleur and little Fiona. I'd read the last two partly out of interest and partly curiosity and concern. I like to think that I care about my girls and that I'm protective towards them. They are all young and sometimes over-eager...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 10 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MAKING UP FOR NEGLECTING 9 I felt bad for 9 since I had spent...