Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers "Damnit, Kayce, where are you?" Melissa exclaimed. Melissa Clouthier was a partner with Kayce Anderson in the elite investigations agency, Metropolitan Enquiry Services. The two had started the agency a few years before, and it had quickly become known as a 'boutique' investigative company that catered to high level cliente...
If anyone had asked me about my sexual orientation before I met Carly I would have answered 'straight' without a moment's hesitation, but after our encounter in the park I had to admit to being more than a little bisexual. I've wondered since why I had never recognised that aspect of myself before, because it must always have been there - and presumably Carl...
Disclaimer Anyone who knows anything about the British presence in the Far East at the turn of the twentieth century will soon realise that I know practically nothing. The following story is pure fantasy and has as much historical and geographical accuracy as, for example, Pirates of the Caribbean, possibly less. So, where is it based? Hong Kong? Malaya? S...
When Sasha Met Kat Well here I am again. Just to keep you updated, I have been out on a few dates with Sasha. I discovered that she was training to be a ballerina in Moscow, but as it was she developed a little too much. That is, she got too tall and her breasts got too big for her to be considered a professional dancer. Now I don't know about you, but I li...
Authors Note - This tale contains traces of D/S. If you don't like that sort of thing, don't bother with this one. Heather walked into the quiet little coffee shop that day to meet her best friend Shannon, noticing immediately that she had claimed a booth in the back. "Heather! I'm so glad you could come and meet me on such short notice! Please come and...
I'd been sat staring at Amanda's back for so long, I was surprised holes weren't burning into her top from the intensity of my lust filled gaze. From my seat at the back of the lecture theatre, I had a perfect view of her down on the front row, chewing on the end of her pen. That was one of the first things I liked about her, of all the students in here, sh...
"But you're too pretty to be a lesbian." I can't count the number of times I've heard that ridiculous and infuriating objection from both men and women, and I wouldn't want to try. What's even worse is when they follow that up with, "You're kidding, right, Amy?" Yes, I'm pretty. I'll admit it. But why does that mean I'm not a lesbian? Is there some sort of...
Author's Note Risk Versus Reward is a prequel to Girl Friday and focuses on the story of Karin, the 'H.R. Lady' who provided Charlotte's rather unique interview experience when she was hired. You do not need to read Girl Friday to understand what's going on in Risk Versus Reward. But if you enjoy this story, Girl Friday should most definitely be on your rea...
To save time and to avoid disappointment -- This is a story, it has a couple of threads that are true. Like it if you want, hate it if you want, but if you don't contribute i.e. write something yourself for others to enjoy, then expect that your comments may get deleted. Pay to play. No such thing as a free comment. Sorry to appear unreasonable but attitude...
I'm driving an open car. But it's now a boat. But the canal comes to an end, I can see the next section of it, but can't figure how to get there. Nobody's home, I don't know whose house it is but I go inside anyway. A bell is ringing. But it's not in my dream. It's the door bell. I open a gummy eye. The clock's red LED. 5:47. What? Who at this hour? I grunt...