Sarah sighed wearily as she saw the blinking light telling her there was a 'chatter' waiting and clicked on 'enter chat.' The whole thing was a new venture for her law firm in an attempt to connect with the younger generation. The idea was that people could go to the corporate website and if they couldn't find the information they needed then they could 'c...
This is for Tom and Will and the others of you who wanted to know what happened next. I hope you enjoy reading my little tale. My grateful thanks to my editor for her efforts. Any mistakes remaining are mine own. * * * * * When Carly awoke from the wild erotic dream in which she was the central figure, Jack was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking conce...
Kya surveyed the crowd for possible candidates as her hunger for liquid sustenance grew unbearable. Feeding on the living distressed her and she always waited until it was absolutely necessary. However, Kya rarely drained a victim causing their death. Only when attacked or threatened did she willing take a life. Many of her mortal emotions had remained int...
I. Take the afternoon, said Mr Hubert. There was no need for both of them to sit with the girls and be bored to horsehair in Madame Salle's villa all afternoon. Courtesy visits, he added dryly, and didn't she need to do anything? Postcards home, or something. They'd see her in the evening, sometime after supper. Not too late. She could sort something out on...
I'd had it with Mason. His affairs, one right after the other, had begun to push me over the edge. My favorite decorator, on her knees in my new den with his penis in her mouth, was the straw that broke the camel's back. That night in our bedroom, I laid down the law. "We will not divorce for the sake of our child. You and I will sleep in separate wings of...
In Part I, I relate my acquaintance with Jane, her husband Gerald, and her step-daughter Natalie. Part II occurs the day after my interlude with Jane. A Natalie Afternoon The following afternoon, Tuesday, was beautiful and promised a fun day of sailing and snorkeling on the reefs off Anguilla, an island to the north separated from St. Martin by several mi...
John, my husband of twenty years, pulled his head out of the newspaper one morning at breakfast and out of the blue said, "I think you should hire a maid for you-personal attendant, so to speak." It was one of the few times a month he was home for breakfast and one of the even fewer times he actually started a conversation with me. I held my toast in mid-ai...
Part the Final: In Which Miss Esme Winterblossom, Now Wearing The Mantle Of The Late Sapphic Pirate Miranda, Conceives An Extraordinary Plan Of Escape For Her Crew From The Sargasso Sea, Through The Use of A Rite Suggested By Her Catamite Hippolyte, And Boldly Goes Where No Sapphic Pirate Has Gone Before * * * Sept. 17, 17-- And Beyond The Infinite Capta...
My first real job out of school was not the greatest, but the ladies in my department made it tolerable for a couple of years until I found something better. It's amazing how a measly two years in a standard office job made my resume improve. I even had training and professional references to add. Naturally my boss at Widgets Inc. (not the real name) was a...
"I can't believe she's even old enough to have a boyfriend." I leaned in to whisper my words to Gretchen as we cuddled together on the couch. Gretchen's head was tucked under my chin as we shared both a spoon and a pint of Haagan-Daas—just like old times. "Time didn't stop when you left, you know." Janie tossed the length of her honey-colored hair over her...