****** This started as a chapter to take care of some loose ends - which generated a few more by the time that it was done. Ah well. Max gets a little more comfortable around other people and strangers every day. She just doesn't expect to get as close as she does to one of them. I reveal a little more about someone from a past chapter, a different side t...
In my world nothing is ever random even when it seems to be, because random in my world leads to chaos, uncontrollable chaos which seemed to follow me despite how cautious I could be at times both personally and professionally. Chaos which I usually have to find my way out of, or at least a creative way to make the sudden chaos whatever it may be ,work in...
I met her for the first time at a Jewelers shop. Her expensive buying, her orthodox dress and most importantly her looks caught my attention. Her skin colour is something one has to see to believe. It’s something between Ivory and Gold, with tinges of pink. She is quite tall (5’ 8”), on the heavy side but quite well proportioned - 36c- 32- 40, I guess. As...
Mina and Lisa - by Polly+Anna (2260 words) Aviary Insemination -- for Twilight Harlequin (1/28/20) Mina and Lisa had spent the past year working 70-hour weeks in the 54th floor "dungeon" of Dewey, Cheatham and Howe, one of the most prestigious law firms in Manhattan. It had been an iffy thing - their supervising partner Mark Quesdesade had only grudgingly...
She could have been a high fashion model when she was young. Tall, narrow shoulders with boyish hips and bottom. The faintest hint of breasts, and long, long, pale cream legs. Her face however would have kept her off the runway. She was homely. Large buckteeth; thin mouth and eyes; a short beak of a nose, and a dusting of acne scars along her jaw. Her short...
Before I continue, I guess it makes sense to explain a little bit about me and Theresa. We've been married now almost 8 years. She was married before, when she was 20, and that lasted about 2 years. We met through our jobs – the company she once worked for were former clients. Theresa is the "boss" in this relationship. It works for us – I have absolutely...
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...
I had a hot teacher in school. A really hot teacher - let me explain. She was in her early thirties with a face that belonged on billboards. She taught English Lit during my final year at school and it was both a blessing and a curse. Her smile, style and luscious figure were reasons to pay attention. As an 18 year old senior year student with her spot at un...
Memory is both seductive and selective. We've all relived the so-called 'good old days' and I'm no different. The older I get the more I find myself returning again and again to one particular year. It was 1988 and I was nineteen. I was a country girl from Healesville on the outskirts of Melbourne, the eldest of three daughters. Dad was a vet at Healesville...
My sincere apologies for the long delay in continuing this work. A busy summer and a case of writer's block stalled me but with the help of others I have been able to start back up again. The next two parts that will close this cycle will be published with little delay. Thanks for your patience. Recap: The other parts can be found under my account page and...