Her name was Sabine. She looked like a punk version of Marilyn Monroe. Sabina's platinum blonde hair had dark roots -- the intentional kind. It was short, but long enough for a few sensual waves, which would fall upon her pretty face as she spoke to her friend. I had seen her walk in and sit at a table near the windows. She was wearing a plaid shirt, baggy...
Everyone is hard at work today, and we had better be. Our boss, Miss Jones doesn't play any games. She's a bitch, and no one likes her. Miss Jones is Hell on High Heels, which is one of the many nicknames I've given her in my own head. I don't understand how someone so pretty can be so bitchy at the same time. I guess I should've taken the advice from my bro...
[Authors note: This story brings the characters Anita and Penny from 'Christmas at Grandmas' and Alexis and Noelle from 'Visiting Aunt Alexis' together for a passionate romp in The City of Light. Enjoy.] * "You'd look totally hot wearing that." Noelle looked away from the blouse she'd been thinking of buying and saw a pretty, brown haired girl standing t...
A plot summary so far: In Part 1 Sorority Submission...Anne sorority pledge fulfills her first task to not wear panties or a bra for the day and where a provocative outfit chosen for her. She is then chosen to be the inspection girl to see if all the other pledges have fulfilled the task as well. Since Anne has very small breasts the task is made extra humi...
The porter struggled behind me with my luggage as I neared the train. People streamed left and right while the long sleek train sat purring at the platform, ready to carry us on our journey. I took the conductors hand, adjusted my tight skirt and stepped up onto the train as people bustled past. "Bonjour, Madame," he said and, as he checked my tickets, I ch...
Author's note: This one's a quickie. After my last story, "Goddess Next Door," practically turned into a short novella, I wanted to cool off with a premise I could execute in far fewer words. This one's an Aisling-universe story. Also, as usual, every person described here is at least eighteen years old. # "Hello and welcome to Better Tech, the one stop s...
(Music being played inside the private music studio setting accompanying the sex, is: North Sunset - 'Last Sunset' (Original Mix); Roald Velden - 'Thru The Rain' (Original Mix); AirTraffic - 'Dreamer's (Keith Harris Remix) * Silence descended on the grounds of the modern luxury mansion high up on the Western Hills. It was a relatively big house, of course...
"Watch me!" I had already pulled the crux overhang, but the climbing up here was thin and scary. My last piece, a fixed piton, was a long way below me; two body lengths at least. It had looked pretty solid when I had clipped it, but who knew really? I looked around for a place to put gear in, but there was nothing. The rock was brilliant white and smooth. I...
Tam and I unpacked in our stateroom after leaving mom in her room to unwind and get some sleep before dinner. Our room was more like a cabin than a stateroom. It was at least a third of the size of the hotel room we'd stayed in during our Paris stop. It came with a queen bed instead of a king so, Tam and I were going to be very close, which wasn't a bad thin...
It was suppose to be an easy mission, but I was wrong. Oh, was I wrong. The mission was to assassinate Charlie Carlson. A classified file was mailed to me a week ago, which stated that I must kill him immediately, no questions asked. There was no further information: Charlie's photo, background, nothing. A ticket for Chicago was also mailed to me: apparent...