I sat at the bar in my tightest black dress I owned per the instruction of Miss. Brandy. My curly blonde hair had been pinned into place and my long tan legs were smooth. Miss. Brandy had told me exactly how she wanted to see me waiting. 'No panties or bra, bikini muff wax, curl those blonde locks of yours, wear the tightest, sluttiest little black dress y...
My life was crashing down around my head. Luckily I got out of an abusive marriage, but in order to get out safely I had to give up everything I had. Oh, he let me have my clothes and some personal items. The only good part was that I got a permanent restraining order against him with a court mandated two year sentence for any violation. I should have been...
My high heels echo on the tiled floor as I slowly enter the woman’s bathroom. As I take in the starkness of my impersonal surroundings, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I tug self-consciously at my short denim mini skirt. I had noticed people looking at me when I walked through the Mall. I wasn’t sure if they had been checking out my curvy ass or...
** For Miss S ** "Jennifer, what have you gotten yourself into now?" It was as obviously a rhetorical question as they get. My mind was just running in overdrive at the fear that someone would enter the wash-room. Enter, and find the stall I was in. You see, I was not using the wash-room per se. I was just casually sitting in a stall biding my time. You co...
It had been two months since I first called young Annie into my office. It has since grown into a weekly session drenched in lust and passion between the two of us, but we were both noticing that it was getting a bit dull. So, today I had a little surprise for her. My pussy got wet as I sat at my desk thinking about the fun she and I were going to have tha...
Introduction Eff my old boots but haven't I had fun! That has to be the best holiday ever had anywhere by anyone, ever, ever, ever. My only lament is that I didn't book it with a travel agency that went bust while I was away. One did only last week, and quite a lot of holidaymakers got stranded here for a few extra days. Stranded in paradise! I should be s...
I was sitting in my Chevy truck, palms sweating and heartbeat fast. I was trying not to think anything. But my mind was reeling, thinking a thousand thoughts at the same time. What if it was not safe? What if I contaminate something really serious like, AIDS or anything? What if I experience this and still remain the same? What if... I heaved a deep sigh...
Chapter Eighteen (Monday 7th June 2010) Mary Rose wasn't answering calls tonight because she was in her trendy local wine bar, and in there mobiles were verboten. At the time it was a "London thing". Not that she'd anticipated being there and being incommunicado. Although she was by no means a stranger in that bar, her visits were relatively rare. If it ha...
Foreword Hi gals . . . and any guys who might be snooping in. It's me again, Davina, better known as Dave and oft compared appearance-wise to Velma from the old Scooby Do cartoons. Could be worse, I guess; I could be oft compared to Shaggy. For new readers I would immediately explain this is number fourteen in a series which follows on from New Beginnings...
CHAPTER FOURTEEN (Thursday, 25th April 2002) By all rights Carrie should have been pissed off, but a flicker of hope burned inside her. After the foulest sequence of setbacks she'd finally had a break. Now, if she played her cards right, if everything went to plan . . . Jesus, she thought, I need a hit. Just one last hit . . . The doctor had been bang on...